Nichole sat in a chair, her arms wrapped around her knees and her head resting on them. Her eyes were closed, her glasses sliding off of them.
She woke when she heard the sound of Steele taking a shower. Eyes fluttering in confusion, she pushed her glasses up and looked around. "Ah..." she murmured to herself, standing and stretching. Her body protested the sudden movements as she attempted to shake off the stiffness in her joints and muscles.
She scratched her head, yawning, and poked her head in to check on Yarin.