[Home plot - Eddie & Lily]
Rolling over, Lennox tossed an arm across his eyes, groping blindly with his other hand for the dog that was almost always sleeping beside his bed. When he couldn't find her, he grunted and lifted his head, blinking sleepily into the bright light of the room, wondering how the hell he'd managed to sleep so long. It wasn't like it had been back in Long Bay, but on the island he was used to getting up pretty early and the sun was streaming in through the window and falling across the... couch?
He hadn't fallen asleep on the couch.
"What..." Maybe he hadn't fallen asleep on his couch, but this was a couch he'd slept on before. It was a couch he'd slept on many, many times, but not for a long time. He was in Eddie and Lily's living room, stretched out on their couch, the sun coming through their window. In the past, whenever he'd woken up at their place, he'd been hungover, but he didn't feel hungover. He didn't feel anything except confused.
"Guys?" he called cautiously, sitting up and pushing the blanket back. "Hey, are you here? Am I crazy?"
He hadn't fallen asleep on the couch.
"What..." Maybe he hadn't fallen asleep on his couch, but this was a couch he'd slept on before. It was a couch he'd slept on many, many times, but not for a long time. He was in Eddie and Lily's living room, stretched out on their couch, the sun coming through their window. In the past, whenever he'd woken up at their place, he'd been hungover, but he didn't feel hungover. He didn't feel anything except confused.
"Guys?" he called cautiously, sitting up and pushing the blanket back. "Hey, are you here? Am I crazy?"