"Muffin, wake up."
I feel Jake's arm slowly move away from my frame, causing me to stir awake from my sleep. I grumble unhappily, prying open my eyes. The smell of food suddenly hit my senses and I immediately sit up straighter, sniffing the air like a police dog on a mission.
"Is that food?" I ask sleepily, rubbing at my eyes. Jake chuckles beside me, leaning forward and unwrapping the food packaging.
"Yep but feel free to go back to sleep. More food for me." Tobias shrugs, grabbing a plate from the coffee table. I glare at him jokingly, shaking my head at how much the man can eat.
"What did you get?" I ask Jake, investigating the boxes of food.
"Pizza and Indian." Jake smirks, handing me a plate of steaming rice and curry along with a pizza box. I let out a little squeal, a grin spreading across my face.
"You're the best!" I praise him, taking the plate in excitement.
"I'm not just a pretty face." Jake chuckles, taking a seat next to me.