Wake Up

Emma woke up slowly. It took her a moment or two before she remembered that she was at her Aunt's house and in her Cousin's bed.

Shaking the sleep from her head, Emma kicked back the covers and got out of bed. A bit of drowsiness lingered, but she felt refreshed. The warmth of the bed and the comfort of her sweats had done her a world of good.

Sounds of her family's voices and smells of food from downstairs meant that dinner must be done.

Emma was too comfy in her sweat pants to change, but she thought perhaps she should at least throw on a bra before heading to dinner.