Audrey awoke with a start, Her arm had gone dead. She could feel pins and needles in her left hand, like it didn't belong to her, and as she went to shake it off, she felt a weight pinning it down. Disorientated, and with a mammoth crick in her neck, she discovered she was holding hands with her boss.
Slightly alarmed, and running her tongue over her furry night coated mouth, she tried to free herself. Without waking him, she took her pull along suitcase into the bathroom. It was kitted out with a shower, meant for patients, but she locked the door and used it. The water made her feel more human, and the knots in her shoulders from sleeping upright, gradually eased. Dressing in a pair of stonewash jeans and a red sweater, she slicked on some lip gloss and turned on her phone, and then Ben
