<strong>Imogene Campbell,</strong>Bedroom #2 [Imogene Campbell, Ivy Montague]<br/><br/>She smiled softly as Ivy wrapped an arm around her waist, noticing that the smaller girl was on the edge of sleep. So she dropped her advances, there would be a better time for it, and simply let a hand caress her arm. She could feel herself shiver a bit when Ivy's finger trailed along her lower back, but as she was falling asleep herself, she didn't register it as she would have normally.<br/><br/>"A good wife someday, huh...?" she asked distantly. It struck Imogene as odd, to think of Ivy as someone's wife. A picture of an unfriendly-looking, faceless man appeared in Imogene's brain, accompanied by a smiling Ivy. The thought made her heart stir uncomfortably for a moment, then she finally felt Ivy drift off to sleep. She smiled softly, placed a gentle, loving kiss on her shoulder, and slowly fell to sleep herself.