Bed.

You would have preferred the couch, but that's kind of... funky and icky from what had just happened to it, and Selas has turned the spare room into a swirling vortex of eternity, so you really have no choice. Sighing, you change into your underwear and get into bed, and try as you might to stay separate from her, Terri wriggles her way to your side and snuggles in close. Sighing again, you close your eyes and let sleep take you.

In the morning, you hear your alarm go off on your bedside table before it suddenly becomes very distant, followed immediately by a loud smash and a furious grunt, "No! He's not going anywhere today!" and then a weight fall onto your chest. Cracking an eye open, you see that the weight is Terri's head, and by your door, the remains of your alarm clock. Feeling you stir, Terri turns up to look at you. "Mornin'," she murmurs sleepily, like she didn't just hurl your alarm clock against your wall. "Did you have a good sleep?"

"That... was a birthday present," you groan, narrowing your eyes at her. "A very expensive birthday present."

"Oh... I'm sorry," she says, looking genuinely ashamed of herself. "How expensive was it? You know what, don't answer that. I'll, I'll get it fixed. It's my fault anyway."

Grumbling, you wave her off. "It's fine. Don't worry about it." You let loose a great yawn, and smack your lips. "Besides, it's a national holiday today. No one's going to work."

Terri perks up. "Oh yeah... that's why I took yesterday off. 4-day weekend!" Shuffling under the sheets, she squirms on top of you and taps her chin in mock thought. "Now what should we do for the next three days?"

From her nipples grazing against your chest, and her thighs slowly squeezing into your sides, you have a pretty good guess as to what she's alluding to. But before you can give her your suggestion, your phone goes off, telling you that you've just got a text message. You see Terri flinch towards it to throw it into the wall as well, but instead, she frowns and purses her lips tight, before reaching over and passing it to you without reading it.