A/N: Hey guys! I'm back! This one is just a little fluff piece to break from the heavier themes of the previous chapter.

That said if you haven't read the last chapter and the Part 1 of the fic (in my series How We Could Have Met 2 ch.15 A Kind of Night) please do, I highly recommend it mostly because I tried something different with this and I think it turned out really well and touches on some really important themes.

But anyway, here ya go:

She tried to blink away the haziness from her eyes, her body just as tired as it had been when she fell asleep. With a sigh, she noted that Percy had already gotten up. The curtains were drawn open to reveal soft grey clouds covering the sky and the smell of coffee drifting in. But her limbs refused to work. With a sigh she turned the other way and closed her eyes again.

She woke a half hour later to green eyes and a white mug. She sat up and accepted the cup with a hum. Leaning against the headboard she took a sip and closed her eyes. It felt good.

"Good morning sleeping beauty," Percy teased as he got ready for the day. She hummed again in response and took another sip.

He gave her a look of surprise. "Did you get enough sleep last night?" he asked, noting her behavior.

She nodded, she had slept just fine throughout the night. But for some reason she still felt sleepy.

"I'm good, just need coffee," she responded, taking another sip to prove her point. The liquid warmed her bones. It made we want to settle in with more blankets.

Percy nodded. "Well alright. I'll see you in a bit, hopefully you're out of bed by then," he teased.

She frowned and motioned to him to come to her.

"No, just stay here with me," she whined. Percy smiled and walked closer to the bed so he was just out of arm's reach.

She pouted, and he laughed.

"If you keep this up, I won't be able to go and end up cuddling with you."

"That's the point," she emphasized.

"You know I'm usually the one trying to drag you to bed to cuddle," he said, sitting down on the edge.

"So? Does that mean I'm not allowed to do it?" She crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow.

"No, that's not what I'm saying." He leaned closer to peck her on the lips. "It's just I don't have as much resolve as you do so I will cave and I promised to help Jason today."

She kissed him again before he stood up.

"Stop making this difficult," he playfully scolded.

She made a face. But the effect was ruined when a yawn overtook her. Percy smiled.

"I'll be back before you know it," he promised and walked out the door. A second later she heard the front door shut and sighed again.

It was one of those sighing days.

She forced herself up, stretching to attempt to get the sleep and tiredness away from her. It just resulted in her feeling more content and wanting back in bed. She stared at its blankety comfort and walked to the window instead.

The world seemed to be asleep, with not too many people out on the overcast day. She zoned out for a bit staring at the squirrel in the tree in front of her. She snapped out of it when the squirrel darted from view.

It was a Saturday so at least she didn't have to go to work, but there was always work to be done. She laid out the blueprints for designs on the table and sighed again. Probably for the fourth time that morning.

She raised a pencil to paper to sketch out a column on a building, but it didn't turn out right. She erased it only to mess up a second time. After forty-five more minutes of trying to design she stopped with a huff. She had only managed to map out half of the front of the building.

Clearly work wasn't going to work. She got up with a yawn and a stretch and moved to make a second cup of coffee cause at this rate, she was going to need it.

But the coffee machine didn't want to work, and they didn't have enough coffee grounds anyway. She set down the empty mug with disappointment.

Alright, so clearly work and food weren't an option, so maybe just watching some TV would help. Grabbing a granola bar, cause she can't mess that up, she went to the TV and turned it on, flipping through the channels.

Nothing caught her interest and she turned it off with a frown. Nothing seemed to work and another yawn overtook her only adding to her frustration.

She gave up and walked back to the bed, immediately crawling under the covers.

Maybe it was just one of those days. One of those days where nothing quite works and you are somehow always a little sleepy.

With a final relaxed sigh, she finally drifted into a warm dreamless sleep.

A/N: So what did you think? You ever have one of those days? Just a fluffy piece for a change, I hope you liked it!

And once again, please check out the last chapter of this series and Part 1 of the fic from my series How We Could Have Met ch.15 A Kind of Night! It touches on some important things and I'm just really proud of it!

Anyway, thanks again for reading! I really appreciate it!

Please Review! I'd love to hear your thoughts!

See ya! :)