33 Apocalypse, Friday Early Afternoon

[not_ironmaiden]

Waking up alone wasn't strange for Tony. Waking up in someone else's bed and alone... was. It usually happened the other way around.

And he was oddly sore.

He could either get up and get coffee, pretending none of this ever happened or he could actually get a decent amount of sleep for a change. It was evil of his brain to make him choose between the two of them.

[[For the guy who is far too smug for his own good.]]