Charlotte wasn't used to sleeping in Bruno's bed anymore, but having his warm body beside her had made her sleep a lot heavier than usual. It was comforting and familiar. She'd missed it.
She made a soft sound as she was dragged awake by the very nice feeling of being touched, and then realized what was going on and that this was Bruno and somehow her shirt had rode up and he was asleep and touching her there and nearly fell out of the bed jerking up and away from him. "I -- Bruno, wake up," she said, tugging her shirt down and trying to ignore how flushed she felt. They were friends.
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