Annie had opted to take a blanket and curl up in a corner of the lounge last night, rather than try to figure out a more elegant sleeping situation since it looked like space was kind of at a premium and she figured could deal. She was only kind of right, since she was paying for it today with a stiff neck and bleary eyes, though the caf was helping. (Magic space coffee continued to be amazing.)

She was going to be curled up in her little blanket nest for at least a little bit while she woke up, here, nursing a cup of caf and sending texts.