She woke up before he did. And as the sun began to set, she began to worry. He has changed his position, but he remained sleeping on the chair. She waited but when their surroundings turned dark, she felt she should wake him already.
“Alex . . .” She tapped his face a few times, increasing the pressure every three taps. She’s close to actually slapping him.
He groaned as the tapping became insistent. Her scent told him who it was, though. Slowly, he opened his eyes and was glad to see her up close. He couldn’t help the smile appearing on his face.
“You’re here.”
His statement gave her an odd feeling. She set it aside for the time being.
“It’s dark already. You should go home if you need to sleep more.”
He looked around in confusion. s**t. They’re still outside? And it’s already
