Chapter 8 Threefold

*Sandra POV*
In the early morning, I woke up on Sly's couch, wrapped up in his arms. Can't remember what went down, but he looked surprisingly chill, all good vibes. The dude was rocking just a vest and jeans, showing off those sculpted muscles.
Got hit with inspiration for Thodoris's essay - gonna call it "Ripples." Couldn't resist snuggling in, making sure I could vibe with his heartbeat.