I awoke to an annoying ringing sound and I grumbled and turned over, but the sound never stopped. It was relentless so I finally pulled myself from the warmth of my covers and I walked out of my room. I jumped a little when I entered my living room because Sam was asleep on the couch, but I vaguely remember a text from him asking if he could crash here after work. He'd said he'd get off very late and he didn't want to go all the way home to an empty house. I of course said yes, but I fell asleep waiting up for him. I glanced at his sleeping figure and noticed he was only in black sweats and his scrubs were thrown on the floor. His dark brown hair had grown a bit longer and was getting a slight curl to it. His hair was a mess, but still quite cute and it made me want to run my fingers throu
