[ Not a word comes from Elize, except the sound of soft breathing as she sleeps easy. A half-finished drawing of flowers rests upon her lap and the pen she was once drawing with had slipped out of her hands. After spending a good amount of time drawing, she just decided it was a good time to take a nap on his bed and quickly dozed off. Having grown comfortable being around Cullen, she treats the room and the cot like she owns it.
She only shifts slightly as she feels his arm around her shoulders, remaining sound asleep. ]
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She only shifts slightly as she feels his arm around her shoulders, remaining sound asleep. ]