I woke up to someone banging on my door. When I looked through the keyhole and saw his face and disheveled hair I was suddenly very much aware of how newly awake I was. I patted down my hair and fixed my robe. ”Hey,” I said when I opened the door. He was in a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants. His thick hair was messy and he looked just as awake as I was. ”Do you have coffee?” He asked tiredly with a cup in his hand. I smiled and nodded my head. The coffee brewed and he sat on the chair and dragged a hand over his face. I tidied up in the kitchen and put everything away. Just as I reached up in the cabinet to bring down two cups, I felt someone behind me. His arm came around my head and pulled down a cup, handing it to me. His body brushed against mine and I felt the