The lights are still on when Grace gets home. April is passed out on the couch, still in her uniform from last night's patrol. The cat's curled up on her chest, both of them completely oblivious to the schlocky, gore-porn horror movie playing from the laptop on the coffee table. Grace rolls her eyes at the scene and shuts the laptop. The cat grumps at her as she scoops him up and dumps him on the back of the couch. Then she tries to wiggle her arms underneath her girlfriend's shoulders and knees so she can carry her to their bedroom.
"-wake, I'm awake, honest." April mumbles as she blinks back to consciousness.
"You need to be up in two hours for patrol babe. Did you get any sleep?"
"No, was trying to stay up for you. Stupid night shift."
"Babe. Babygirl. You need your sleep. The other girls will have my head if you pass out fighting monsters."
"Haven't seen you all week. Missed you."
"That's very sweet, but you need your rest sweetheart."
"Can fight them in my sleep anyway."
"I'm sure you can, but I'd really rather not test that. I've got some things I wanted to take care of tonight, but it's nothing that can't wait until the morning. How about we go snuggle on the bed for a couple hours until you need to go, see if you can get some actual sleep."
"Don't wanna go on patrol. Wanna stay here with you."
"It's just another week babe. After that, you're back on day patrol and we can snuggle and sleep in all you want. Now let's get you to bed."
"Fine. Love you."
"Love you too baby."
