I felt something soft below me. At first, I had no concept of what had happened, or where I was, but the more I was thinking, the clearer the picture got. I turned to my side, and I felt something, that I just casually bumped into. My eyelids jolted up, and what I could only describe as deep and refreshing crimson, was right in front of me.
After about a second, and some soft moaning, I recognized the owner of the crimson, and I pushed myself a bit further back from it. I hit my head in the wall, and as I was rubbing the pain out of it (which didn't want to leave either way, she lifted her head slowly, and lazily opened her eyes.
"Dan…?" Meda was still very sleepy, judging from he tone, "Danny!"
"Hey, uhm…" I tried to think of an excuse, "I don't really know—"
"You're finally up!" she jumped at me, and hugged me. What was going on? "Gods! We were so worried!"
