He's getting to sleep in a nice cozy bed, got a free haircut, and has an ascian cozying up to him. His arm snaking its way around his middle as his head rests on Estinien's shoulder...which just puts him in the hair blast zone. Not that he minds, he can't mind much when he's basically comatose from everything that's transpired in the day. That aside, he likely hasn't slept for nearly twenty-four hours. He's out.
At some point, he's shifted and his hand finds itself resting on Estinien's chest, but that same shifting might be why he's got some of his hair in his mouth. Again, this doesn't even bother him, he's too goddamn dead to the world, and far, far too comfortable. Having a warm body in your bed besides your own does wonders for rest. But so too does being drugged.
By the time morning comes around, Solus is still pressed flush against him, curled up close and snug, and showing little to no signs of stirring, even as the morning light begins to peek through his window. Fortunately, his back is to the window, so that can't disturb him, even if it wouldn't anyway with how dead to the world he is.]
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He's getting to sleep in a nice cozy bed, got a free haircut, and has an ascian cozying up to him. His arm snaking its way around his middle as his head rests on Estinien's shoulder...which just puts him in the hair blast zone. Not that he minds, he can't mind much when he's basically comatose from everything that's transpired in the day. That aside, he likely hasn't slept for nearly twenty-four hours. He's out.
At some point, he's shifted and his hand finds itself resting on Estinien's chest, but that same shifting might be why he's got some of his hair in his mouth. Again, this doesn't even bother him, he's too goddamn dead to the world, and far, far too comfortable. Having a warm body in your bed besides your own does wonders for rest. But so too does being drugged.
By the time morning comes around, Solus is still pressed flush against him, curled up close and snug, and showing little to no signs of stirring, even as the morning light begins to peek through his window. Fortunately, his back is to the window, so that can't disturb him, even if it wouldn't anyway with how dead to the world he is.]