"Abrial! Abrial, what are you doing outside?"
Someone was shaking her gently.
"Mm — uhm?" Abrial mumbled, blinking blearily awake. Drool was pooling uncomfortably in the grass by her right ear. Ah…she'd fallen asleep on the hill.
Hovering over her was a very concerned, heart-shaped face with sharp hazel eyes. Finley was staring down at her, eyes darting over her face like she was looking for a sign of injury or sickness.
"Did you sleepwalk?" Finley asked, pressing a cool hand to Abrial's forehead.
"Uh…" Abrial groaned, trying to sit up. Ouch! Her back hurt from lying in a weird position all night. "I just came out to see the stars…and I fell asleep…shit, that hurts…"
