April 8 - Upstairs, in Milliways

[2020sight]

[The morning after this.]

It's a good thing Bar gave them a key to a room with a large bed.

('Cause Epimetheus is tall. You people have sick minds.)

The sun is already up and shining on the husband and wife by the time Epimetheus sighs, stretches one arm up behind his head and opens his eyes.

". . . Whoo."

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[howling_laugh]

Coyote wiggles her toes, just to make sure she still can. Something crackles down towards the foot of the bed, and she toes it delicately onto the floor without looking. She probably wouldn't kick him out of bed for eating crackers, but no sense in taking risks.

"Is that an exclamation, or an expression of surrender?"

She doesn't open her eyes.

[2020sight]

"Yes."

[howling_laugh]

"I win," Coyote says, stretching and stealing more than her fair of the blankets. She turns over to hide from the sun.

[2020sight]

"Hey, come back here with those!"

He rolls over, reaching for the blankets.