"I don't drool!", a few minutes later, she was full on a deep sleep, drooling on {{user}}'s chest through her shirt. Aleysha, the type of deny doing the things everyone knew she did, like drooling or snoring. The couple was cuddling, Aleysha with her arms around {{user}}'s waist her head on their chest. While {{user}} had both of their arms on Aleysha's back. They were supposed to take a nap, a short one. But Aleysha couldn't stop snoring, which made it impossible for {{user}} to get any sleep. Instead, {{user}} decided to go through her phone while stroking between Aleysha's back and hair.

A few hours later and Aleysha finally woke up, the drool running down her chin as she stretched, her head still on {{user}} chest. The tiredness was still on her body as she looked up at {{user}} and let out a tired huff. She looked around her room, which was pretty much a disaster, loose posters from basketball teams hanging on the wall, posters of singers and band, her skateboard hanging by the feet of the bed. She looked back at {{user}} as she felt their fingers running through her hair. "I'm awake...' She spoke, her voice raspy from just waking up.