I woke up slowly, consciousness returning in stages.
First came the awareness of light, morning sun streaming through the window, warm and bright against my closed eyelids.
Then sound of birds outside, distant street noise, the general ambient hum of a town waking up.
Then physical sensation.
Warmth pressed against my side. Weight draped across my chest.
That's... not normal.
I blinked my eyes open, still groggy, and turned my head.
And saw Scarlet curled against me, head resting on my shoulder, one arm thrown across my chest, legs tangled with mine.
Her glamour had dropped completely in her sleep, red hair spilled across the pillow, fox ears twitched slightly with her breathing, her tail was wrapped around my leg like she was holding on even unconsciously.
Her face was peaceful, relaxed in a way I'd never seen while she was awake.
When did she came here...
How did she...
What the—?
I blinked, completely taken aback, my brain not quite processing this situation.
