Fourth Floor Common Room - Tuesday Morning
Dean ushered Alec in and pushed him in the direction of the couch.
"Trust me," he said as he headed for the coffee pot. "You'll feel a lot better once you get some caffiene." He wasn't smirking at Alec's drowsiness, not at all.
Well, maybe a little.
Dean himself was not only wide awake, bright eyed and bushy tailed -- not literally although he did actually check this morning just in case -- but was so after less sleep than he usually got and with no caffiene. He couldn't figure out if he was grateful about this or disgusted.
"Trust me," he said as he headed for the coffee pot. "You'll feel a lot better once you get some caffiene." He wasn't smirking at Alec's drowsiness, not at all.
Well, maybe a little.
Dean himself was not only wide awake, bright eyed and bushy tailed -- not literally although he did actually check this morning just in case -- but was so after less sleep than he usually got and with no caffiene. He couldn't figure out if he was grateful about this or disgusted.