“What the hell is that awful noise?”
I wake up to a loud bang, completely disoriented, surprised to find that I’d fallen asleep to begin with.
Life of the party I am.
“Happy Birthday Erika! I have cupcakes for you!” Willow is now in the room, as is Hermione and a few other coven members.
“Sorry to wake you from your nap Erika, Willow accidentally popped the balloons she conjured.” Hermione explains, Willow looks embarassed.
I realize that I’ve been leaning up against a “pillow” that is not a pillow at all. Morgan’s chest is surprisingly comfortable for an impromptu nap.
I hope I didn’t drool on him – why am I so tired this time?