Except she didn't.

The television still glowed faintly against the far wall, the sound muted to a low buzz that's barely heard, except the flickering tv light catches anyone's attention. Valentina was curled sideways on the couch, the empty popcorn bowl balanced against her thigh, a few kernels and popcorn around her legs and in the bowl, her head resting on the back cushion. She hadn’t meant to drift, but the warmth of the blanket and the buttery smell had worked like a ...