"Don't be ridiculous Karin, I'm glad you woke me up. I appreciate that you thought to come to me of all people." Sean grabbed two mugs out from his cabinet, one sea foam green, the other an emerald Irish Kelly Green color. Both mugs were tall and skinny with dark blue handles and a handmade appearance. It took some digging and stretching to reach the back of his tea cabinet, but after some struggling, he eventually found a box of chamomile tea that didn't look too expired. He threw a tea bag and a spoon in each cup, and squirted a healthy dose of honey in each of their mugs. Normally he would ask her how she liked her tea and which kind she preferred, but she could use some sleepy tea, and honey was the only thing that made chamomile taste good.
He turned around, leaning against the kitchen stove, looking at her. She was certainly a sight, barely dressed in her pajamas, and he suddenly wished that he was dressed in something a little less revealing than boxers that did nothing to hide how attractive he thought she looked right now. "Do you want to talk about the dream?" Saved by the boiling water, the tea kettle went off, so he poured water in both of their mugs, handing her one and sitting down next to her with his own mug.