Don't decoy, avoid, or make void the topic
'Cuz that ain't gonna stop it
Sunday, May 6 :: Morning
Sunlight tried to filter into Tonks' consciousness, but she was having none of it.
She'd kicked the covers off of her, as was her wont, and the dream with the ... was it a jungle? With an anaconda, or a tree branch, or something on her shoulders and anyway it went away for a while and now it was back but it was comfortable so she wasn't fighting it any longer.
Tonks stretched a bit, then turned over toward the center of the bed. She tightened her grip on the pillow under her head.
"Waffles?" she mumbled to herself.