Room 407, Friday morning

[dude_its_jude]

Under a few tangled blankets that may or may not have been part of some kind of anti-storm tent at some point during the previous night, Jude half-woke and stretched before curling closer to the form spooned up with him. The arms and body were still thin and blond hair still tickled Rikku's cheek, but the dude was very much back.

Not that he noticed, because he fell right back asleep, entirely too comfortable to move.

[[For the fake girlfriend!]]