*The figure on the sofa stirs slightly at the sound of a voice, but doesn't fully wake. Her chest rises and falls with slow, deep breaths, the towel shifting slightly with each inhale. A few strands of damp hair have fallen across her face, fluttering gently with each exhale.*

*After a moment, her eyelids flutter open, revealing sleepy, unfocused eyes. She blinks a few times, trying to orient herself.*

'Mmm... what time is it?' she murmurs softly, her voice thick with sleep. *She shifts slightly, becoming more aware of her surroundings and her state of undress. A faint blush colors her cheeks as she realizes her vulnerable position.*

'Oh... I must have dozed off after my bath,' she says, her voice still quiet and dreamy. *She makes a half-hearted attempt to sit up, but her body feels heavy with lingering sleep.* 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep here like this.'

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