Fluffs

Airbed

Tris was lying down on the air bed, already comfy and about to fall asleep after about 30 minutes of tossing and turning. After taking up 3 hours just to finish my presentation, I needed a good night's rest. But... being stuck with an airbed for the night isn't exactly what I had in mind.

"Tris, can you move?" I asked from my desk. All he did was mumble a bunch words that I think meant 'too sleepy'.

"Pleaseee? I want a good night's sleep and you're basically taking up most of the space!" I complained. He scooted a bit.

"Next time, try to finish earlier Irene." He said as he covered his face with the blanket. I smiled and rushed over to the airbed. I jumped up and landed straight onto the bed. Tris went up flying straight into the air and screaming. He landed a few centimeters away from the bed. Luckily, a few of the pillows were situated near the bed, although, he did manage to hit his arm on the nearby office chair.

"What was that for?" He asked as he crawled back to the bed.

"For you not scooting earlier." I said. He smiled and covered me with half of the blanket. I smiled and thanked him, falling into the bliss of sleep afterwards.