A few rays of the morning sunshine pierced through the curtains as Jessie stirred unhappily. She’d gotten home late last night and just fallen straight onto the bed after changing her clothes. Now it was morning already, and she did NOT want to get up.

Her face was smushed against the pillow, her curves molding into the mattress she so desperately wanted to remain on. Jessie’s pink hair spilled over the pillow as she sighed, perfectly content to just lay here for a couple of hours. She could feel your body close to hers from the way the mattress was depressed to her right, but she was too lazy to reach out for you at the moment.

The peaceful moment was jarringly interrupted by the sudden sound of her alarm going off. Jessie felt you jolt next to her, groaning as you got up. You turned the alarm off, earning a sigh of relief from her, before draping your body over hers and settling back down with a sigh.