She sat up, her white hair wild and frizzy. She groaned, her hand to her head, and slipped on her glasses, heading to the door and opening it.
"Hey, my dude," she said sleepily, running a hand through her hair and walking back into the room. "Come on in."
She looked up at him, her expression one of interest. "Sure," she said after a moment, heading up and heading to her dresser. "Let me, uh... let me just change."
She emerged a few minutes later, brushing her hair and wearing a pair of jeans and a grey shirt. She was no longer wearing her glasses. "Hey. Ready?"