Lauren woke up before Andrew, awkwardly getting out of bed without jostling him, having to slowly untangle herself from his limbs to do so. She took a minute to straighten her hair out in his mirror before the thought of coffee tempted her downstairs.<br/><br/>She paused for a split second when she saw Richard, but otherwise ignored him. She half wished she’d put on some form of pants, since she was still clothed in just Andrew’s shirt and boxers, but it was too late to worry about that by then.<br/><br/>She turned her back to Richard, pouring herself a cup of coffee and taking a small sip, sighing as she did so. She was not a person before having at least two cups of coffee, and even then it was questionable.