When she woke up, she found herself lying on the couch instead of the bed. She scratched her head, wondering how she could end up here instead of the bed when she remembered she did go to her bedroom last night.
She sighed as she covered her eyes with her arm. Maybe she woke up in the middle of the night looking for some food. Or whatever. At least, in her mind, she was still in her house rather than sleeping outside.
She got up after a few minutes and walked into the bedroom. She dropped the blanket that she actually carried to the living room last night on the floor and looked at her bed. It was unmade, showing that she did use it last night but not knowing when she moved to the living room.
