[ She's a light enough sleeper, and really only gets a few hours of sleep a night, but truth be told she'd been lulled into a pretty deep sleep last night.
She shifts the pillow off her face when she feels him move, unable to stop the smile that tugs at her lips when she sees him bolt upright, hair sticking out at odd angles against his head. Sitting up and watching him fumble around to find her comm, she wipes a hand over her face, blinking herself awake. ]
Sorry. Morning run alarm. [ She takes the device from him and swipes it to a stop, setting it on the nearby nightstand and glancing down at him. ] Go back to sleep.
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She shifts the pillow off her face when she feels him move, unable to stop the smile that tugs at her lips when she sees him bolt upright, hair sticking out at odd angles against his head. Sitting up and watching him fumble around to find her comm, she wipes a hand over her face, blinking herself awake. ]
Sorry. Morning run alarm. [ She takes the device from him and swipes it to a stop, setting it on the nearby nightstand and glancing down at him. ] Go back to sleep.