Jon woke up to find Sydney still sound asleep in the bed, her hand hanging off the side. He nudged it gently with his head, trying to urge her to wake up. She stirred.
"I was sleeping," she said, getting up and stretching a bit.
I can't get out... He said, gesturing to the door. He'd spent the whole night sleeping next to the bed.
"Oh," Sydney said, placing a hand on him and looked him in the eye. "Next time wait till I get up unless it is important," she said. She continued watching him, waiting for a response.
It was very unnerving, and threw Jon. After a few moments, he looked away. Okay.
Sydney stroked his back. "Good. You're much nicer to be around when you aren't so bossy," she told him.
She opened the door, and stepped into the hallway. "Come on," she said. "Where were you trying to go?" She asked him.
Jon didn't have anywhere to go. He just hated being stuck in there. He was pretty much confined to the house until he figure out how to fix this.
