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Don't freak out if you find her asleep on the lawn
It was to be expected, he told himself as he looked out the back door.
Their backyard was on the edge of a local forest; it was small, but heavily wooded, and had a few streams that slowed through, nothing too big really but it was a nice backdrop. The grass shone from the morning dew, a slight mist drifting along in the cool air. It was a normal morning scene, if not for the sleeping girl.
Ah, yes, Ruby Rose, his petite girlfriend who loved doing silly things and her small, odd jobs; she was a normal twenty-something year old, except for the fact that she was actually a werewolf. So, there she was, passed out on the back lawn, dressed in her night clothes, chest rising and falling as she breathed.
Roman sighed, running a hand through his hair in slight frustration. He slid the door open and walked over, doing his best to ignore the cold feel of damp wood and grass under his bare feet. Kneeling down, he inched his arms under the girl and rolled her closer, hoisting her up. Her face was serene, eyes gently closed and mouth parted slightly, and he could hear the breath that came in and out.
Not bothering to close the door behind, Roman carried Ruby down the hall to their room and laid her down on their bed. Tucking her in, he held back a grimace as he noticed the dirt and grass that fell from her clothes to the creases of the bed. He watched her for a bit, wondering what exactly to do, but walked off, grumbling to himself as he closed the door to their room behind him.
They'd have a talk about this later; but for now he would just start with some eggs.