You wake up with a small person asleep on your chest and you're not really sure when they came into the bed, or if you should have woke up and put them back in their own bed....
but you are secretly glad they are there...
until you want to go back to sleep and realise how uncomfortable you are...
but, you won't move for fear of disturbing them.
Love you, Ava.
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