Long Rest Fiction:

Quietly waking up, and seeing Teri asleep and the lights out, Fin hops off the couch and stretches flexing her achy neck that has been resting on the sofa awkwardly. She plods off to the kitchen to look for a drink, opening and closing the fridge a few times, until she settles on the bottle juice, draining it quickly. She grabs some tea towels and walks back to the lounge and covers the food, but not before conspiratorially grabbing the last burrito, munching on it. She picks up a stray bit of clothing (perhaps Sherri missed one or it was one not on the couch) and holds …