Eponine had no trouble with getting the fluffy bed all to herself. Just the thought of being able to lie down spread-eagle wide was enough for the girl to jump onto the fluffy feathered pillows and duvet with a grin from ear to ear. She even giggled, however tired she was, and cuddled one of the biggest cushions and sighed happily.<br/><br/>''Not going to argue with that!''<br/><br/>Peering over at Razor, she suddenly felt some qualms of shedding her rather dirty and dirt-stained clothes from her body, as she saw they were already making smears on the heavily clean bed. It was ridiculous to feel embarrassed about getting undressed near him, he was not able to see her anyway, so why should she be prude?<br/><br/>Nevertheless, she did keep her sober and linen underwear on, consisting out of a small wrap around her breasts, and some rather cute looking undies with a little bow on her hips. They seemed handmade, with mistakes in the stitching here and there, but the girl had tried to create something more feminine out of her nun garments. As she finally released her thick blue curls from its tight confinements of the nunhood, she felt a certain tiredness overcome her. Crawling on her hands and knees, she went from the bottom edge of the bed, underneath the blankets to the head of the bed. Snuggling herself a way into the rolling duvet to be completely covered in the dreamy bedding. It did not take long for her breathing to slow down, indicating to whom who could not see her tired eyes close, that she was falling asleep faster then a baby in a crib.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>