idyll.
5/7/12

"Man, I am so full."

She yawned, wiping away the tears that had oozed out of her eyes from the fatigue. "Yeah, me too," she said sleepily, throwing herself onto the couch. "And tired."

"Do you think they'll mind if we napped here?" he said, undoing the buttons of his shirt around his wrists, his neck, and pulling on his tie to loosen it.

"Nah," she said, peering through heavy eyelids at the cooking program on the TV.

He climbed onto the couch beside her, laying his head on her lap.

Pretty soon, they were both asleep.