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Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.
Memphis had never been as close to Noah as she was the first night they had sex. They hadn’t known each other very well, but Memphis knew what the look in his eyes had meant as he introduced himself to her, and she normally didn’t turn down that kind of attention. Afterwards, she had been too tired to move, even though she wasn’t fond of sleeping over at the place of a one night stand. However, she thought back to the cab ride the two had shared to Noah’s apartment. While they couldn’t keep their eyes off each other, they had managed to hold a conversation instead of ripping each other’s clothes off right then and there. She found in that short car ride that Noah was someone she enjoyed talking to; maybe even someone that she would still consider a friend after they had sex. It was for this reason that she allowed herself to stay the night at his place, curled up on the couch with her head in his lap.
