Irene
Irene felt herself slipping into conciousness slowly. She opened her eyes to see the light blue hue of the sky through the window which her body was facing. Judging from the hue she could tell that it was still early in the morning.
She yawned slightly. She had a good rest, even after what happened the day before. The thought brought her to Jake.
She could hear the slight breathing and was soon fully aware of the warmth behind her. Turning her upper body back she looked up to see that he was there, sleeping beside her.
His hair was skewed and his body was slumped to the side. It must have been an uncomfortable position, yet looking at him she couldn't help but feel her heart warm.
The moment he brought her out from her gaze of anxiety, she felt weak helpless for succumbing to an
