Adrian got a little lucky and was roused from his sleep to the sound of footsteps in the cottage. The rest of the waking process was accomplished when he hit the hard stone floor with an 'oopmh!', the sofa following suit.
"I was," Adrian grumbled into the cushions sinking down around him. He shoved up and pushed the surprisingly heavy sofa off to the side and blinked stupidly up at Rodolphus.
"What are you doing here?" Adrian winced at the bluntness of his own question and hoped it came out more as curiosity than interrogation.