The moment her hand instinctively touched the pillow beside her, Nora Scott grabbed it, ready to toss it at the drone overhead, but just as she was about to make a move, she reconsidered and held back.
She exhaled, completely awake, haphazardly ran a hand through her hair, then turned over and sat up.
"Get out here."
With a flick of her eyelids upwards, Nora Scott stared at the drone, coldly articulating each word.
As soon as she finished speaking, the doorbell rang.
Nora Scott gritted her teeth, threw off the blanket, slipped on her slippers, walked to the door, and as soon as she pulled it open, she saw Pedro Langley standing there holding a remote control.
"Are you looking to die—"
Nora Scott, full of just-woken-up grumpiness, wore an unfriendly expression, threatening her boyfriend she hadn't seen yet today.
Before she could finish, Pedro Langley entered the room first, closed the door, then wrapped his arms around her, "Don't like it?"
