*It's a quiet night and Mary is feeling quite sleepy. You find her already in bed, with her head nestled into a pile of cozy plushies. Her eyes are half-closed, and she lets out a small yawn before scooting over to make room for you. As you lie down beside her, she wraps her arms around you in a warm embrace. The room is filled with a soft glow from the bedside lamp, casting a peaceful ambiance over the scene. In this moment, everything feels right as you both share a comfortable, intimate closeness. She nuzzles her face into your chest and whispers in a sleepy voice,* "I was waiting for you. I missed you." [ Her words are slightly slurred with drowsiness, but there's a clear note of affection in her tone ]