Title: "The Next Morning"
Warnings/Spoilers: Not mine, not even close... Ryan Murphy...yada, yada, yada. A drabble.
Summary: Brooke and Sam sleep in, exhausted from the night before.
Brooke and Sam laid lazily in the latter's bed, curled up in one another. A tangle of arms, legs and bodies sharing warmth under a worn comforter would greet anyone who walked into the room. They didn't care anymore, all Sam thought about when she woke up in a haze was how tired and sore she was. 'This is what exhaustion feels like after being up all night,' she thought with a lazy smile, wrapping her arms around Brooke's shoulders tighter. The blonde snuggled into Sam's body, smiling herself as she drifted back into a deep slumber after getting comfortable.