Dice VignetteSunlight seeped in through the curtains like spilled tea through a cheap tablecloth. I covered my eyes and cursed the blanket for being too thin. I could count my fingers through them. I had five. Maybe it was cheating, since I knew that coming in.Anyway, that meant it was cold, sun or not. There was another blanket at my feet, but I was too comfortable even to nudge it upwards with my feet. I could hear someone moving around downstairs, dishes and water mingling loudly in the kitchen. I'd missed breakfast.I sat up and pouted at my bare feet, preparing for a good private sulk. Then I remembered where I was and my mouth twisted int