The presenter of the B.B.C was giving the late night news on the television but it was just soft enough for Michael not to hear what he was saying. Finding the jacket he picked it up from the chair, it rolled along the edge of the chair until scraping on the glass side table. The slight noise created by the zipper made Mieko flinched beneath a layer of blankets, unaware that she was their Michael backed off not knowing what was lying in the darkness.

Soon two Asian eyes came appearing from the soft blankets, sleepy and still tightly closed they gazed at Michael for a moment before she asked in a rough unprepared voice, "Who are you?", she lifted herself up, tucked her