Avery blinked sleepily as she tried to figure out what was pressed against her. Slowly she rolled over slightly to look over her shoulder seeing Sam fast asleep. A small smile appeared on the petite nephillim's sleepy face as she turned around and curled up against her stomach.
Sam has to blink a few times before completely understand where he was and why. But he hugs Avery a little bit tighter, leaning a cheek on his hair to mumble a soft “good morning”, before closing his eyes again.
















