You woke up next to the huge shirtless woodsman and with a headache. It seemed to be early in the morning. And you needed to pee—that was probably why you woke up so early. The night before you couldn't exactly recall but you had doubts that you and Woody actually did something togheter.

Apparently Woody was still sleeping deeply. Other than a soft "hmm..." you heard or saw no reaction from him when you tapped his shoulder gently. One of his big arms was laying under your head and he was snoring softly. This close he looked even bigger than usual.

It was oddly quiet—except for his snoring obviously. But his apartment in general didn't make any sounds at all. It was nice though.

You noticed that you were wearing one of Woody's old flannels and some really big pants. The man had probably been fighting to get you into new clothes yesterday. But that only showed that he cared about you.