I woke up to someone banging on my door.
When I looked through the keyhole and saw his face and disheveled hair I was suddenly very much aware of how newly awake I was. I patted down my hair and fixed my robe.
”Hey,” I said when I opened the door. He was in a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants. His thick hair was messy and he looked just as awake as I was.
”Do you have coffee?” He asked tiredly with a cup in his hand. I smiled and nodded my head.
The coffee brewed and he sat on the chair and dragged a hand over his face.
I tidied up in the kitchen and put everything away. Just as I reached up in the cabinet to bring down two cups, I felt someone behind me. His arm came around my head and pulled down a cup, handing it to me. His body brushed against mine and I felt the
