Dawn's Point of View
Oh man. I really hate waking up. I guess I'm just a typical lazy teenager. When I finally opened my eyes, I had to take a minute to figure out just where the heck I was. Then I remembered Buffy and Faith coming home, and going to bed. I remembered getting another glass of milk and drinking it very slowly, hoping that Mom would come home, but she didn't. I remembered finally falling asleep on the couch, and then having another nightmare; I had gone upstairs to find out that Mom still wasn't home, so I went and talked to Faith for a little bit. I had fallen asleep in Buffy's room, all cuddled up with Faith and Buffy.
It was nice and warm here. There was a bird perched on the windowsill just outside Buffy's closed window. It was chirping incessantly – that must have been what woke me up. Stupid bird. It should have known that I wanted to sleep forever.
I tried to roll over; my side sort of ached from not changing position all night. Trying to move was pretty much a failure. Faith was still asleep and she had her arm pinning me against her. Not that I really minded, it was comfy, but I was starting to realize that I had to pee – too much milk last night.
I was going to try to wake her up, but I thought better of it. I knew the consequences of waking up a slayer. I debated. Wake Faith up, which will surely wake Buffy, therefore ending in my disembowelment, or try to shuffle out of Faith's grip a little so that I was at least a bit more comfortable. Option number two could end up just where option number one would, but I thought I'd take the chance.
I tried to figure out where I could move without actually turning my head. I had my head on Faith's shoulder – I could hear her heartbeat. My arm was slung across her stomach, and Buffy's head was just below that. I decided that maybe I could just turn over so that I was facing away from the sister slayers – my sisters. I was just about to move when Faith shifted slightly; she was waking up. I held still, wondering what she would do when she woke up.