Winnie was curled up on her bed, half-asleep with a book in her hands, when she thought she heard Dory come home from work. She'd had an unusually quiet day, just two appointments to take care of that morning and she'd been snoozing on and off all afternoon after being up late a night ago, trying to catch up on some much-needed sleep. Having a regular sleep schedule wasn't something she'd had in a long time and so she simply took advantage of any spare time she had to crawl into bed and catch as many hours as she possibly could.

She was very much a creature of cozy comfort come winter. The colder it got outside, the more she just wanted to be under warm blankets by the fireplace with a cocoa and a good book. Or curled up in bed with somebody to snuggle. It was impossible, of course, she had to work for a living, but at least it was an inside occupation. Well, when done correctly of course.

Some time must have passed, because she didn't hear anything else after she'd heard the front door close and she'd drifted off again, curled into her pillows. Her bedroom door wasn't closed, just ajar, but it creaked a little when opened all of the way and that was what had her peering over the blankets at Dory as he came in. Win smiled sleepily at him. "Hi," she sighed softly as she stretched out her heavy limbs.