"So stuffy..."
Athenais frowned before she had even opened her eyes, uncomfortable. She was a vampire, she had been a vampire for six or so hundred years. Now, what kind of vampire woke up feeling hot? She finally opened her eyes, realizing the situation. Her usually spacious bed felt cramped. The beautiful emerald silk of her sheets was all crumpled and untidy, too. Vampires didn't move, dream, or even breathe while they slept. Why would her bed be so messy if it wasn't for that third party taking all her space?
Yet, Ashley was there, sleeping on top of her, breathing loudly. The blonde wasn't looking as good as usual, but even while sleeping like a koala stuck to her tree, she was pretty. She only had on a short silk gown, most likely taken from Athenais' wardrobe, and her blonde curl
