The sofa had been made into a neat little bed, layered with extra blankets and pillows. It was fortunate that he had spare bedding; otherwise, it would have been a huge problem.
Clicking sounds drifted through the hush of the night as Ryul's fingers moved mechanically across the keyboard. The soft glow from the laptop screen highlighted the focused crease in his brow and the smeared reflection in his glasses.
With one last keystroke and a flick of his finger, he wrapped up the last of his work. He slid off his glasses and rubbed at his eyes, fatigue pressing behind his lids.
After closing the laptop and setting it aside, he sank under the covers, pulling the blanket up to his chest with a soft exhale.
Ryul had only dozed off for about a couple of minutes when the sound of shuffling footsteps stirred him awake. White haze clouded his vision as he sat up on the cushion, blinking to bring things into focus.
