Berkeley, California, Sunday Mid-Morning

[lilpunkinbelly]

After spending the day before primarily feeding Dean, Dawn had zonked out. Now, it was early (or early-ish) on Sunday, and she was warm and comfy and not at all alone in the bed.

Like she would have let Dean sleep on the floor? Come on.

[ooc: For he who is dealing with the bed-hog.]

Comments

[saltandammo]

Dean had spent the day before being fed -- not that he was complaining -- and was still asleep.

[lilpunkinbelly]

Dawn snuggled back against Dean, pulling the blankets more tightly around her.

[saltandammo]

Dean was used enough to sharing a bed that he moved to accomodate the other warm body without waking.

[lilpunkinbelly]

Dawn opened her eyes to find her head resting against Dean's shoulder. She turned her head, saw his face, and wasn't sure exactly what to do from there, so she closed her eyes again.