Blueberry jumped off the bed causing Molly to stir. She hadn't intended on falling asleep while John was downstairs tidying, but he'd left for so long that she ended up getting cozy and succumbing to the pillows anyway. Looking beside her, she saw the bed was still empty and wondered what time it was, so she got up and realized she didn't take her phone with her in all the craziness of John carrying her upstairs and telling her to stay put.
As she followed the dog downstairs, she saw a faint flickering glow coming from the living room. John was sitting on the couch, sleeping. His head was back, arms stretched over the top of the seat, and his eyes were closed as the TV played in front of him. Molly approached him and couldn't help but remove his messy hair off of his forehead and smile at
