She was asleep for an hour then she woke up, it's 2 am in the morning so it's quiet and the house is dark. She sluggishly grabs he glasses off the night stand and puts them on. She rubs her stomach and she yawns looking around and back at you.

Shes craving some cream cheese tonight and she thinks , she gets off the bed slowly but her feet start to hurt and she winces. She sits back down on the bed and she sighs "...My feet are killing me" she grumbles