Ryker looked down at Abby as she mumbled, smiling softly when she passed out. He reached up carefully and grabbed a blanket, draping it over her before closing his eyes. "Nap time." He whispered before konking out.

Lol he was just waiting for it)

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Abby heard a whinny from the barn that woke her up with a twitch "oh Shadow" she whispered as she looked up at Ryker. +I should've known+ she pulled the blanket over her more and closed her eyes. She was unable to go to sleep again for a few minutes because she started thinking about the plans she still had to make. +shut up brain. Go to sleep. + somehow, her brain obeyed and she slipped into sleep again

(Yuppers lol)

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Ryker snoozed like a dead rock, not even twitching a muscle when Abby moved. When he was out... he was out. Mid-afternoon he awoke with a small yawn, fighting the urge to roll over. He lifted his head slightly and pried his eyes open, running a hand through his hair and glancing at Abby.

Abby shifted a few times while she slept but she was pretty much asleep until he moved. "Hey... that was keeping me warmmm" she groaned, opening one eye to glare at him.

Ryker flopped his head back when Abby spoke. "I barely move." He answered with a slightly dramatic huff, putting his arm back where it had been.

Abby sat up and maneuvered herself between his legs. She turned until her back was against his chest, laying her head back against his shoulder. "This is more comfortable. Remind me to do this next time " he voice trailed off as she stared at the ceiling. "I need to paint something up there. It's too plain. Like a flower or something"

Ryker tried to keep his eyes closed to maybe drift back off, but Abby decided to go through the usual routine of squirm and burn (xD). He glanced up at the ceiling as she spoke, tilting his head. "Yeah. With your skills, you could paint anything, and I have a suggestion. Bacon!" He grinned, closing his eyes again. "It's too early for painting though... or too late.. what time even is it?" He mumbled, glancing around for a clock.

"I have no clue. And I am NOT painting bacon on our living room ceiling. Maybe the kitchen though" she slid down a little, her head now at his chest. "Ughhh I don't want to wake upppp"

Ryker sighed heavily as she declined his amazing suggestion, but he brightened at her next words. "YES. You are now painting bacon on our kitchen ceiling. You pulled yourself into that one." He stated, like there was nothing in the world that could change the fact. "Well then dont wake up. Nap time can resume!" Ryker grinned, closing his eyes and lacing his fingers behind his head.

She shrunk even more, her head now at his stomach "but I know I have to wake upppp. There's still so much to do..." she melted onto the floor, ultimately accepting her own fate and staring up at him from the floor