Charles piled the books Edwin asked for and a few more on a chair next to the sofa, placing the polaroids on top of it all. Then he got the one blanket they had and draped it over Edwin, so he wouldn't get cold. And then it got quiet.

He didn't exactly plan to sleep, not like this. Since the chair was occupied by books, he sat down on the floor leaning his shoulder against the sofa, watching Edwin for any kind of nightmare. And before he knew it, his head was resting on the seat, next to Edwin's body, and he fell asleep too.

He stirred a little when Edwin woke but still didn't fully wake.