<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/cc/b8/8f/ccb88fa477ea0ab73d1caa294c312a7f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Isis Hastings<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Eiryn's apartment<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Eiryn<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Waking up<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Jeans and a sweater<br/><hr/><br/>Isis hadn't even noticed that her breast was being held until the touch left her, she hadn't wanted it to but it had. She felt the lips brush over her cheek and felt the bed shift before she opened her eyes slowly. Where was she? She glanced around a bit...why was she wearing clothes? She usually slept naked...oh, duh. She wasn't in her own bed or even her own apartment, she'd slept over at Eiryn's. Isis groaned, loudly. "What time is it?" She instinctively grabbed her phone to see what time it was. "Shit, my phone's dead."<br/><br/>She made an effort to sit up and luckily, she didn't completely embarrass herself. She was usually all groggy upon waking, especially after a night of drinking, but she didn't feel so out of it right now. Just sleepy still. She'd slept very well, it'd been a while since she'd shared a bed with someone...especially with there being no sex involved.<br/><br/>Isis heard sounds coming from another room and followed said sounds, smiling as she saw Eiryn in the kitchen. "Morning." She said softly and made her way over. "How'd you sleep?" She smelled coffee and the smile grew brighter. "Coffee, you're my hero."