After a couple more hours of sleep Sophia was finally ready to get up. She pushed off her blankets and sat up, yawned and stretched. In a rush she remembered what she had accidentally done last night. She cast a nervous glance to Tim, wondering if he might know. Even if he did he still appeared to be asleep. She hoped he didn't know. But if he did then that begs the question--why didn't he freak out or react in some way?

[i]I won't say anything about it,[/i] Sophia thought to herself. [i]I won't say anything unless he happens to say something.[/i] But she really hoped he wouldn't. She was too embarrassed. They had only started hanging out a few days ago and already they had accidentally cuddled. Not only did that make it weird, but so did the fact that that was the type of things [i]couples[/i] did. Suddenly David's face and words flashed through Sophia's mind and all the color seemed to drain from her face.

"Shut up, shut up," she whispered quietly but angrily to the voice in her head as she ran her hands over her face and through her hair. "Fuck you, David. Asshole." Sophia hated him. Hated him a burning passion. Him and all three of the others. But she hated David most. Her asshole ex-boyfriend. She was stupid for ever dating him.

Sophia tried to push those thoughts out of her mind as she headed into the kitchen. She looked around the fridge and pantry and mused to herself, "What should I make for breakfast today?" She decided what she wanted to do and plugged in her waffle maker to start heating up. Next she prepared batter and fruit for toppings. Breakfast was well underway now and Sophia had all but forgotten about David. As she worked she hummed as usual, but occasionally she would stop mid-tune as her thoughts drifted back to how comfortable she had been last night curled up next to Tim. Then she would vigorously shake her head to try to clear those thoughts and would start humming again as she returned to her work.