The blinding rays of the sun pierced through the semi-opaque curtains, not enough to wake one up from the land of dreams, but definitely enough to get a muffle out of a certain someone. She opened her eyes sleepily, trying desperately to get up but the current situation of her body did not allow her to. In her mind she was ready to get up, but her body was still saying "10 more minutes". With now semi-opened eyes, she became more aware of her surroundings, and looked at the clock. "7 o'clock" she mumbled to herself. She turned around, now facing the figure laying beside her. He looked simply angelic, laying on his side with his right arm stretched out and left hand in hers. His right forearm was now a pale white from being used as a pillow the night before. "Good morning," she said, as cheerfully as one could say in the morning. She could tell he was definitely not a morning person when replied with a barely audible hum. She looked at him, laying outstretched, recovering from the aftereffects of alcohol. still in the jeans and blazer he was in last night. How could she resist? She rested her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, feeling his chest rise and fall with each breath he took. Slowly, she placed her arms around his waist, clutching him like a pillow. Her gesture was replied as he proceeded to wrap his arms around her. They lay still for awhile. Just feeling his presence around her was enough to drive her insane. Her right hand made its way to the back of his head, entangling itself in his hair."Yes, it is," he finally replied.