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Ben looked over at Emma, seeing her sigh. "One more?" He asked. He wasn't really a movie watcher, but anything to keep him distracted was good. He was getting tired near the middle of the second one, and yawned a few times. Soon he could barely keep his eyes open. |
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Emma watched the second, glancing at Ben with a smile every now and then |
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Ben yawned again, and he felt his eyelids droop. He tried to resist the urge to sleep, but the day had been so long, and he'd done so much, that it couldn't be helped. He nodded into a quiet, deep sleep, and slumped on the couch, leaning up against Emma's shoulder. |
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Emma smiled and slowly fell asleep as well |
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Ben woke up to the movie credits scrolling, with upbeat music playing in the background. Realizing he was leaning against Emma, he quickly sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He saw that she was asleep too and hoped she hadn't felt him up against her. He liked her and all, but not like that. Ben turned off the TV and wondered if he should go back to his room or stay here for the night... |
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Emma stayed peacefully asleep |
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Ben was torn. If he left Emma might wake up and be worried about where he was, but it felt weird sleeping in her living room. He had made up his mind to go back to his room when he remembered how scared she had been of Brock, and the look on her face. He sighed and made himself comfortable on the couch next to Emma, trying to fall asleep. |
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Emma woke a couple minutes later, awoken by his moving around. "S-sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep..." |
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Ben gave her a slight smile and whispered, "It's okay. I'm sleeping here tonight. Rest well." He laid another warm blanket over her and closed his eyes, weariness taking him almost immediately. . The next morning, Ben woke up later then usual, around 7:30 AM. He crept out of the house before Emma could wake up and changed and combed his hair so he didn't look like a total mess. He came back and put some bread in the toaster for her, making a cup of tea to wake himself up. |
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Emma woke a bit later, smelling the toast as she woke. She smiled slightly, sighing and going to change. She came back, smiling a small smile at Ben. |
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