[Yeah well you're letting a nasty feral man crash on your couch after giving him 3/4ths of a haircut while stoned out of your gourd, what does that say about you.
He nods and goes over to the closet--there is indeed both a blanket and pillow, look at you being all prepared for guests, assuming that you either like someone enough or someone else likes you enough to have a sleepover. So optimistic.
He drops the bedding on the couch and sits to take off his boots and gloves--but his vest was already off, so that's all the stripping down he's doing.
He can already tell there's a bit of a logistical problem here, with the arms of the couch the actual space for sitting--or in this instance sleeping--is about a fulm shorter than he is tall. Not that he's going to let this stop him, but...
He lays down on his back first, which is instantly dismissed as an option as most of his legs are hanging off the end of said couch, then turns over onto his side and curls up under the blanket as well as he can.]
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He nods and goes over to the closet--there is indeed both a blanket and pillow, look at you being all prepared for guests, assuming that you either like someone enough or someone else likes you enough to have a sleepover. So optimistic.
He drops the bedding on the couch and sits to take off his boots and gloves--but his vest was already off, so that's all the stripping down he's doing.
He can already tell there's a bit of a logistical problem here, with the arms of the couch the actual space for sitting--or in this instance sleeping--is about a fulm shorter than he is tall. Not that he's going to let this stop him, but...
He lays down on his back first, which is instantly dismissed as an option as most of his legs are hanging off the end of said couch, then turns over onto his side and curls up under the blanket as well as he can.]