The sound of a door opening behind me made me glance back.
The master bedroom door opened, and Jasmine stepped out. Her hair was slightly messy, and she looked like she had barely managed to convince herself to leave the bed. She rubbed one eye before noticing me sitting on the couch.
"Couldn't sleep?" I asked.
"Yeah." She yawned. "I woke up again."
She walked over and sat beside me. Without saying anything else, she shifted closer and leaned against my shoulder, resting her head comfortably against me.
I adjusted myself slightly so she could get comfortable, then pulled the blanket lying beside me over her legs.
"Better?"
"Mhm."
Her eyes settled on the television.
Neither of us really cared about what was playing anymore. The morning program continued in the background, the hosts talking about something neither of us were paying attention to. Jasmine stayed tucked against my side, occasionally shifting slightly whenever she got more comfortable.
