6th Sting

[alwaysf_aithful]

[It may seem odd that Chris was actually a light sleeper, but coming from a military family, he's learned to take advantage of sleep whenever possible. He groggily awakens from his mid-day nap and turns opening his eyes. What he sees surprises him a great deal. A man in thick robot-like steel armor on his bed with his helmet off. He'd likely freak out if he didn't know who that was.]

... York? What are you doing in my bed?

[ooc: backdated to midday about 1 or 2 PM, and dicated]