It was the most peaceful night they had had in the apartment by far. As the night went further and the noises on the streets simmered, the only sounds that could be heard that time were the ones coming from the TV speakers, and the distant beat of whatever song it was that their next-door neighbors were playing. Erin lied on her side on the sofa, with her head resting on its arm. One of her legs were bent, while the other was outstretched, which forced her to rest it on Alaric's lap. Meanwhile, Alaric was sitting up straight like the usual—his shoulders leveled and his back straight, as if he were sitting at a military meeting. He had minded Erin's “unladylike" posture before, but seeing as how the woman barely cared about acting like a proper lady, he gave up and just let her do whatever
