I have written about my experiences with Hailey before. I describe her appearance a bit more in those ones, if you are curious:
[Under Two Pines](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7amlof/mf_under_two_pines_vanilla/)
[Lunch Break](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7kv34j/mf_school_lunch_break/)
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As I have mentioned in previous posts, Hailey and I had many first times when we first moved into our first apartment together. Despite us both being busy with school, work, research, volunteering, and whatever else, we always had time to spend Sunday mornings together.
We usually stayed up way too late on Saturday nights, sometimes until 2 or 3 am, playing video games, watching movies, and talking. Inevitably, Sunday mornings were for sleeping and lounging around in bed (and waffles and more video games later).
Being an early riser, I usually wake up before her, but Hailey has a sixth sense for whether I am trying to get out of bed early. In her half asleep state, she usually manages to grab me before I even have a foot on the ground and coax me back into her arms. This Sunday was no different. As I tried to leap out of bed to start my day, she was on me “Noooo, don’t leave. Stay here with meee.” Admittedly, she was very persuasive, so I laid back down and sidled up next to her. She had turned over on to her side, facing away from me, ready to spoon. Her long blonde hair laid in tangles over her pillow and onto the sheets, clearly ready to smother me if I actually laid behind her. I kneeled next to her and started stuffing her hair back under her head, teasing her about her unruly bedhead.