I watched Carl just sleep for a while, before I leaned back myself, trying to make the most out of the remaining space on the bed. It was small, but I squeezed myself in, trying to get some sleep too. This morning sure was an adventure. From discovering a corpse and faking alibis to a stand off with the police. But this was sure my favoirite part of today.
I got comfortable, and with his hand still in mine, let myself drift slowly off to sleep. I wasn't sure how long I slept, but when I woke up, Carl was lying on his side and I had more space to myself. His head was held up by his hand, and he was looking at me the same vold way.
"You're awake." I said, straightening.
"Yes." He answered simply.
"What happened to you earlier? Was it a panic attack?"
He looked at me. "Don't act so chu
