Yoonji blinked a few times, slowly, as the sleep haze took its time slipping away. She focused on his voice first, a distinctive deep rumble, then his slightly upturned lips when she could see without spots. "Coffee?" A hand to her cheek, where his touch had been, then fingers through her hair to brush it back as she shifted to sit. "Mm... Coffee would be great," she finally said with a soft laugh, her surroundings becoming familiar once again. "I would really love some coffee." Her smile was just as warm, eyes on him.

Her boyfriend, his roommate, had gotten carried away with his liquor as usual and she had found comfort from his drunken stupor on their couch. She glanced back at the door to his bedroom, left slightly open, and figured he must have left without telling her. Yoonji would have checked her phone for an unread message but she already knew there would be nothing. He wasn't the type to check in on her. He probably hadn't even noticed her sleeping on the couch anyway.

"I'm hoarding your couch aren't I? I was supposed to leave after a short nap..."