Kayla blinked in the sudden darkness and sighed.
I can take a hint.
She waited for an invitation to join him in bed, and when none came, she resolved to sleep in the chair. She shifted in her seat, her left cheek numb from the hardness of the wood. She shifted again, then let out a surprised yelp when something cracked. It was the back of the chair, causing her to fall backwards onto the wooden floor.
She huffed. Graceful, Kayla.
She cursed the chair in Nordic and kicked the remains across the room in an irritated gesture and stood up. She brushed herself off.
"I was going to try to not bother you, but it looks like I'll have to be inappropriate and sleep in the same bed as you. I'm sorry." She hesitantly slid under the covers and folded her hands primly across her stomach, making sure to be on the edge of the bed. She sighed and realized she would have to answer fro some things in the morning. Though she was a bit prudish in her waking life, when she slept, she tended to cuddle, throw her legs over people, and spoon.
"I apologize if I touch you at any point during the night." She said in a soft voice. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable."
When he didn't answer, she assumed him to either be asleep or apathetic about the whole thing. She sighed. Eventually, she drifted off and shifted into a more comfortable position, sliding her legs over to him and propping one arm behind her head. She pressed her rear against his hip and fell into a deep sleep.
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