Next morning.
"..."
Adrian's eyelids twitched as he slowly began to wake. He felt strangely heavy, his limbs weighed down as though they were wrapped in a thick blanket.
A comforting warmth surrounded him, but there was also a dull numbness in his arms and legs. Blinking sleepily, he tried to shake off the lingering grogginess that clung to him like a stubborn fog.
As his vision cleared, he noticed two figures sprawled on top of him. Aria's head rested on his chest, her hair splayed out in a soft halo, while Noxy was curled up on his stomach, its small body rising and falling with each breath.
The memories of the previous night slowly returned to him—falling asleep on the couch together after dinner.
Adrian smiled wryly at the scene. "We should have at least switched to the bed," he murmured to himself, the thought of a more comfortable sleep crossing his mind.
