-Felicity-
I could tell she fell asleep, and I stand in the doorway, looking at her sideways in our… hers? Mine? I don’t know whose bed to call it at this point. I’m thinking that maybe, though, I shouldn’t have barged into her shower after telling her to take space to figure things out. I know today is busy for her though, and I came in to wake her up as a peace offering with some matcha tea.
“Hey, Sam. You still have jewelry mockups to make, right?” She groans and stretches. I’m feeling a little guilty when I realize she doesn’t look like she slept at all yesterday.
“Yeah, thank you for waking me up, I forgot to set an alarm. Is the studio free for me?”
“Mhm, Jake moved his easel outside.” I offer up the matcha. “It’s got a
