Specter's Bed
Irene woke up to a beam of morning light in her eyes, courtesy of the window next to her. She squinted and rolled over in the bed, plush blankets shifting atop her. Laurentina was next to her, one hand propping up her head as she smiled.
"Sleep well, little bird?"
"Mgh. How long have you been watching me?"
"Long enough~"
The liberi grumbled, taking a pillow and putting it over her head. She never was one for mornings, doubly so after an exhausting night. Irene shuffled to the side, trying to adjust her position but sinking further into the down mattress. Such was the pain of luxury - it may have felt soft and inviting, but it always wrecked havoc on her ability to do... almost anything. However, she couldn't deny that it was still comfortable.
Probably an 8/10. It had some drawbacks, but she was always cozy, and Laurentina's presence was a bonus in and of itself.