Amelia stared at Oliver for a while: "Whatever, if you don't mind, just sleep on the bed. Actually, I wanted to tell you that if it's uncomfortable on the floor, you could go to another room, but since you insisted on coming up, then come up, I don't care."
Amelia adjusted the quilt a bit and then disregarded Oliver.
Oliver smiled: "Can I hug you then?"
"..."
Amelia closed her eyes and then opened them again, looking at Oliver: "Are you saying that if you don't hug me, you can't sleep?"
"You could say that."
Oliver's smile was bright and sunny. There was a gentle lamp left on in their room, making it easy to see each other's faces.
Amelia turned around, and as she closed her eyes, she said, "In that case, come here."
Oliver hesitated for a moment before moving closer.
Amelia covered herself with the quilt, and Oliver hugged her from outside the quilt. Amelia opened her eyes, thought for a moment, and then turned to look at Oliver.
