Once her new belongings had been packed and Toffee had been taken into the backyard for a few minutes, it was time to hit the sheets. The master bedroom with its lock on the door, easily reachable nightstand lamp, and king-sized bed seemed like a good enough place to sleep. After Gracie had dressed for bed, turned off the lights, and settled in, her loyal companion hopped up to curl into a fuzzy crescent at her side. The lone survivor closed her tired eyes and... couldn't sleep. While her muscled and mind felt the fatigue of a long day, other parts of her were wide awake, and refusing to be ignored. It was eventual, the young blonde supposed with a sigh. Sleeping with a dog at one's side isn't exactly conducive to stroking yourself to sleep, as she'd been accustomed to before the outbreak, and tonight wasn't going to be the night Gracie gave up on that particular shred of her humanity.<br/><br/>After several minutes, Toffee's deep breathing could be heard and felt in the darkness. If Gracie was going to sneak off for a while to ensure a good night's sleep, that was her chance to do it.