Thorne walked through the deck of the rampion. He was going to get a midnight snack. He didn't want to wake Cress up, she had pulled an all-nighter last night and hadn't slept, she definitely needed rest.
He tip-toed past the cockpit.
"And that's when Jane realized..."
He peaked his head into the cockpit to find a sleeping Cress sleeping his chair. His jacket over her tank top. The feeds were playing some weird second era Net Drama.
"Mute feed." He whispered.
They muted.
He picked up Cress gently. She was insanely light. She seemed to sense him and snuggled against his chest.
He carried her to her room. He silently debated taking his jacket.
You might wake her...
But it's my favorite jacket...
But she looks so cute in it...
That went on for about ten minutes. He let her keep it on,
He then pulled the blanket over her and tried to quietly exit the room, but nope the universe wasn't having it.
He tripped on the bed frame.
He landed with a "oof."
Which woke Cress up.
"Uh...Carswell what are you doing in my room at-"
She looked at her digital watch.
"- 1:46 in the morning?"
"You were in the cockpit watching Jane the Virgin without me again and I took you to your room." Thorne said.
"Thanks, sorry about Jane the Virgin, but I really wanted to see why Raphael broke up with Jane." Cress said sheepishly.
He chuckled.
"It's all right." He said.
"Oh, I didn't realize I had your jacket, you want it back?" She asked.
She pulled it off one shoulder.
"Keep it for now, it looks better on you anyway." He said.
"I beg to differ." She said.
"G'night Cress." He said walking out of her room.
"Good night Carswell." She called after him.
Cress lie down and laughed quietly.
Her boyfriend actually liked Net dramas.