You stay still and focus on sleeping

You decided to put your console away and try closing your eyes anyway. It was a success... for a short while.

You wake up hot, the hum of the engines and the cramped space jolting you back to reality. The girls haven’t moved much. Or have they? Did they shift closer, or is it just your imagination? The woman on your right hasn’t moved much, only her cheek is now completely resting on your shoulder. And her left foot fell from her pillow, your shoe now assuming this role instead.

On your left, things have taken a turn for the worse. Somewhere between sleep and now, your forearm has become trapped between her hip and yours. You’re too afraid to move, terrified she’ll wake up and assume you’re copping a feel.

Your briefs have grown tighter too. You’re not sure if it’s the result of all the closeness or just a case of mild morning wood. Though, let’s be honest—the cause is pretty obvious.

With you hand and foot now trapped, you glance at the screen in front of you, it’s 2PM. No matter how you look at it, with your home timezone or your destination’s, it’s is not a time to be awake. How long is this going to last?