Just a cuddle...

A stray beam of light, hits Ethan in the eye, rudely awakening him. He starts to move his arm to block it, only to find it pinned. Waking up some more, he finds himself flat on a couch, a lithe form on top of him. It takes him a moment to figure out what's going on.

Alex is snoring lightly, still soundly sleeping. Somehow cuddling turned into sleeping. Looking around, Ethan sees the beam of light peeking through a blacked-out window, hitting him perfectly in the face. Frowning, carefully extracts his other arm, the one against the back of the couch, out to block it. The motion proves to much however, Alex's snorting and starting to stir.

Her blue eyes flutter open, heavy with sleep. "Wha..." she looks around, "Did the storm stop?"

"Yeah..." Ethan listens, not hearing any rain.

"What time..." she yawns, "Is it?"

"Morning?"

"Oh fuck..." she drops her head, her forehead connecting with Ethan's shoulder. "Five more minutes..."

Ten minutes later Alex gets up, yawning as she collects her underwear. Struggling to his feet, Ethan collects his as well, checking on his pants and shirt. They're still a little damp, but it would have to be enough. Pulling on his pants, he glances over at Alex, watching her struggle to get hers on. It's hard to tell if the problem is her ass or how sleepy she is.

After getting dressed, with Ethan feeling soggy, the pair of them start to slowly make their way out of the still fairly dark mansion. As they make their way down the hall, Alex pulls a hair tie from her pocket, pulling her very messy hair into a loose ponytail. Ethan thinks she looks better with it down, but doesn't share that observation.

While moving down the stairs carefully, Alex lets out a sigh. "I think I'm done with this place..."

"Hm?" Ethan blinks, "Why?"

"Eh," she shrugs, "Outgrown it I guess... Plus I'm not sure I need to anymore."

Ethan lets out a soft snort. "Oh?"

Alex glances back at him smirking.

Exiting the mansion, the two slip back under the fence, making their way towards the road. "Well," Alex sighs, putting her hands on her shapely hips and nodding with her head. "I'm this way..."

"And I'm this way," Ethan glances over his shoulder. It was time to part, their houses in opposite directions. "So should we-"

Alex rushes in, silencing him with a kiss. Strawberries... She must have some gloss stashed away in her very small pockets.

Breaking the kiss, Alex gives Ethan a tiny smirk. "Still friends?"

"Uh..." the status seems small to Ethan. "I guess?"

Walking backward, Alex lets out a giggle. "We can reevaluate that. Next time."

Smiling Ethan thinks he might like that. "Until next time then.

Turning, Alex keeps an eye on Ethan, looking over her shoulder. "See ya."

"See ya."

Ethan watches her walk away for a few minutes, his eyes having a hard time leaving her ass.

Shaking it off, he turns and heads home, in **** need of a shower and dry clothes.