and so she does, fingers gripping her shirt before hand, but only lightly. after a minute though her breathing evens out, eyes closed gently.
“should’ve changed into mine, but i probably would’ve fell back down the stairs if i tired at home.” fingers tangle in charlie’s hair, just to rest at the back of her head and she sighs, “so so tired.”
“just this,” val hums and she already slips off her jeans, kicking them from her body. after that, she’s climbing up the bed and sliding underneath the covers.
val’s actually so tired, it feels like her brain was working slow, so charlie guiding her, has her sighing in relief. “kay, good. don’t wanna sleep alone anymore.”