It took everything she had to not push Sam in the direction she wanted to go. She could feel her physical self being this close, but didn't know what condition she was in. At the very least she'd wake up groggy and hungry.
"My bedroom is to the left, down the hall, last door on the right. Last I knew I was in there sound asleep." And for the life her she couldn't remember what she'd worn to bed. Um...this could get awkward.