Once Landon had started to snore just a little, she felt her eyes close completely and within a minute or so, she was asleep. She didn't dream all that much, nor did she wake up a single time, so when Landon twisted and shifted around, she stirred just a little and started to yawn, but then he was yelling and falling backwards off the bed, which caused her to scream a little and lunge back, hitting her head on the wall behind her. "Fuck..." she groaned and rubbed her head before closing her eyes and wishing the pain away.
"What the hell was that for?" she groaned again and fell face first into her pillow, her hands scrambling for a blanket. Madison opened her eyes slowly and felt it register that Landon was in her room. On the ground. He had stayed the night...fuck. She rubbed her face and sat up slowly before grabbing a stray black sweater shirt and tugging it over her head. She pulled the hood off, hair rumpled about, the sun casting a glowing light on her and felt a yawn escape her lips. "Um..." she started and felt her cheeks get warm, "morning..." she mumbled and smiled weakly at him.
It wasn't too awkward. No, it could have been much worst like the first time they'd slept together, except this time they had really just slept in the same bed. Thank Merlin. Madison then realized that he was hung over. He must feel like shit. "Um...do you need anything? For the headache?" Madison questioned, her voice still raspy from sleep. She wasn't exactly a morning person, usually waking up around 10 on the mornings she was able to sleep in. Most times she needed lots of coffee and a big breakfast to really get in a good mood.
Glancing at the clock she saw that it was 9:13 am. Not bad. Not bad at all.