She’s curled up in bed, red shirt, white sheets, looks cozy

She’s just waking up or maybe still asleep, tucked under white sheets, wearing a red shirt. One arm is hanging off the bed, the other tucked under her head. The room has wooden floors and some wires and a phone lying nearby. It’s quiet, like a lazy morning. She looks relaxed, not bothered by anything. No one else is around. Just her, the bed, and the soft light. Feels calm, private, like she’s got the whole day ahead of her. No rush, no noise. Just her and the comfort of the sheets.