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@kittenxwrites          THE LAMP bathed the room in a soft light and Eliza sat on the sofa with her legs curled underneath her trying to fight the way her body was slowly relaxing. Bright eyes fixed pointedly on the TV, its volume barely filling the room as she tried to concentrate on it, Eliza stifled a yawn. Occasionally she would look at the clock, wondering when Carson would come home from work but regardless of her efforts, she began sinking into the sofa. Good thing Mads is asleep, the thought dragged across her mind as once again, she closed her eyes. Only this time, the female fell asleep, slowly sprawling out across the sofa as she sunk deeper into her dreams.