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Tegan Benton [Wendy Darling] (thimbledarling) wrote in bellumlogs,

Tegan had closed up the apartment after the boys had gone to bed, not quite tired yet, but it always felt strange to her to stay up alone. She'd grabbed a book and curled up in bed, propping herself up with several pillows. At some time before midnight, she started to drift off a bit, closing her eyes for long moments when she blinked. The book slipped from her fingers and hit the quilt near her with a soft whoosh that caused her to open her eyes again, but the room she woke to wasn't her own, and she gasped softly.

She was curled in one of the arm chairs, squinting at the sunlight. Catching sight of the shirtless man on the other side of the room, she blushed a bit at the fact that she was only wearing her usual shorts and tanktop that served as her pajamas. She almost wished for the long nightgown that she'd had as Wendy, and definitely wished for a familiar face.

"Is that... better? Or worse?" Her voice was soft, still not even sure if she should be talking to this man.