She will wake up.

Laura yawned and stretched as she awoke, naked and sweaty, in her bed. She felt good, very good, and a bit... frisky for lack of a better word, and decided whatever this house's flaws, it had very comfortable beds. She'd slept well, with... vague and happy dreams that she couldn't recall. Looking at herself in the mirror, she chuckled in pleasure. Even if she was a bit disheveled, the rest had clearly done her good. Just then, she heard an unfamiliar laugh coming from downstairs. Wondering who it was, she looked for some clothing to get into before heading to the kitchen...