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[doggonemad]

[ through the night, he rolls over and ends up like. half on top of him, flopped all over the place. ]

[throughbamboo]

[he stays where he is the whole night, though his arm does somehow find it's way around him again.

When he does wake up . . . oh, that's a bro sprawled over him]

[doggonemad]

[ face planted against his chest. ]

[throughbamboo]

[ah . . .

He stays right where he is, perfectly content to lay there until Hannya wakes up]

[doggonemad]

Mmph . . .

[ slowly starting to stir. ]

[throughbamboo]

[he doesn't want to move, but . . . softly]

Mornin'.

[doggonemad]

[ opens his eye slowly, glancing up. ]

Mhh . . . . mornin'.

[ he seems comfortable. ]

[throughbamboo]

[he shifts just enough to look down at him better]

Sleep okay?

[doggonemad]

. . . yeah, actually.

[throughbamboo]

[he hums softly]

Good. Musta been tired.

[doggonemad]

I got comfy. Didn't wanna move.

[throughbamboo]

Mmm, it is comfy.

[doggonemad]

Got a furnace here. Hard ta move.

[throughbamboo]

Understandable. S'cozy.

[doggonemad]

Yeah.

. . . been awhile.

[throughbamboo]

. . . yeah.

S'nicer than I remember.

[doggonemad]

Yeah?

[throughbamboo]

Ain't stressed or worried over nothin', ain't got nowhere ta be, prob'ly won't be the last time . . .

Yeah. S'much nicer.

[doggonemad]

Damn straight it ain't the last time. We're livin' together when we go back, ain't we?

[throughbamboo]

We were, yeah. Gave me a room in yer place.

[doggonemad]

Okay, well, just sleep in my room.

[throughbamboo]

. . . okay, then I will. Better remember ya said I could.

[doggonemad]

Why the fuck would I care? S'you.

[throughbamboo]

'Cuz I lived with ya for nine months an' this never came up.

[doggonemad]

Was prob'ly busy . . . an' then pissed at ya fer goin' back ta jail.