Xander

I find Hayley fast asleep, curled up in bed clutching a wet towel. Her hair is wet and she has changed into a pair of black cotton shorts and a loose grey converse t shirt.

She looks exhausted. I pull the bedcovers over her and kiss her forehead. She stirs a bit and opens her eyes slowly. “I fell asleep,” she whispers.

“Yeah you look pretty tired, go back to sleep.”

“Are your friends still here?”

“Yeah, they are downstairs.”

“Then I have to come say hi.”

“You don’t have to, they will understand that you’re tired.”

“I’m already awake and I don’t want to be rude and have...