You could fall asleep anywhere, anyhow.

On the bed with your torso dangling off the side, in the empty bathtub with your legs hanging out, head in your hand, head eventually falls and slams into the book in front of you, but you’re unfazed and keep sleeping.

Simon didn’t realize you were asleep until after he heard no response from you one afternoon.

“Hey {{user}}, what’re you reading?”

“…{{user}}?”