Send a ♚. Your character falls asleep on mine, I’ll reply with what mine does.

                 <sub>He hadn’t any idea how it had happened.
                          Then again, with these things, he never does. 

     The small girl had fallen asleep–
                but had not fallen asleep just anywhere; 
        she had fallen asleep on his shoulder. 

                                      She was leaning up against him, putting most of her body weight on him with her legs crossed. They’d been skipping rocks, talking quietly amongst themselves, though there had been a long pause of silence and it was to be assumed that small amount of time was enough to cause her to fall asleep. He debated on waking her up, but soon backed down from that thought; if she was tired enough to fall asleep out here, on him, then he wasn’t going to deprive her of her much needed sleep. Heaven only knows why she’s so tired and while there wasn’t much he could do for her, this was something that he could. 

                                      But for now, dear child of mine,
                                                                  –sleep.</sub>