gryjay || somewhere only we know
Coincidentally, Jay wasn't the only forgetful one. Though it wasn't her fault she fell asleep longer then expected. Now able to ease some of her exhaustion, she wakes up incoherent, and very much confused as to what had happened over the last few hours. There's a degree of panic in her eyes until she remembers, a sigh leaving her lips as she falls slack against the couch. Gaze flickering to the clock, she stands and then groans. Three hours had passed. And since there was no sign of her boyfriend anywhere, she could only assume he'd either a) drowned in the shower or b) forgotten. She opted for b. Standing, she wraps one of the blankets from the love seats around her shoulders so she could walk to the Gryffindor common room. That was the best option to check first she decides. In a sleep drunken haze, she makes her way down the moving staircases and attempts not to fall to her death. The Fat Lady's portrait comes into view and she yawns. Thankfully there's a few students already entering, so she follows behind quietly, careful to not gain the attention of the portrait so she wouldn't get caught. There's no surprise in her eyes when she files in to see Jay completely passed out on one of the couches, snoring a bit loudly, and looking more childlike then normal. Clara laughs, covering her mouth with her hand before rolling her eyes. "I cannot believe.. Alright I guess you deserved a rest." She murmurs, walking across the carpeted floor to kneel down next to the sofa he's taking his nap on. For a moment she just lets his slumber continue and decides he looks very cute indeed. "Jay.." She cooed softly, a palm resting against his cheek. Her thumb runs over the skin affectionately, speaking his name once more. "Wake up sleepy head. Pretty please? That position can't be comfortable."
