The office couch felt so warm and comfortable than she remembered. It was as if heaven surrounded her with animal fur or bird feathers that are too comfortable for any animal to grow. Orva instantly fell in love with it and did not want to ever wake up from this dream, which she knew was not possible because everyone got to wake up from their sleep.
Orva twisted and turn on the soft surface with her face buried into a pillow, she occasionally opened her eyes to view her surrounding before closing them. Though she could not remember how it happened or how she was laying on a bed, all that matters is the comfortable material shielding her body from the cold room.
"Orva wake up." She heard a voice call followed by someone nudging her arms.
"No!" She complained and beat the hand nudging her.
