Room 220 | Afternoon | Saturday | February 12

[fratboybitch]

Sleeping late was something Alex typically did on weekends so why should this one be different? With Effy there, he was even more liable to just stay there and sleep because she was warm and he was comfortable and it was nice not to have to deal with the world for a little bit

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[pastmewrong]

Effy was awake. Enough to know that she was comfortably warm and enough to think to twist and press a kiss against his shoulder, but not anywhere near enough to think it was time to crawl out of bed.

Nowhere to be, and nothing in particular to do, so here she was going to stay, and wrap herself a little closer around him.

It was a lazy day.

[fratboybitch]

She was doing better than he was with that whole awake thing. Her moving around got him a little more alert which meant he stretched against her and yawned but didn't quite get all the way awake on that try.

[pastmewrong]

Well, along with being a fucking softy, Effy'd also happily tell him he was fucking lazy. When she wasn't the only one alert enough to have her eyes open. It was more fun when he'd actually remember she'd even said something.

She could help him with that. Subtly at first, by just tracing a light line with her forefinger down his nose, across his lips and to his chin.

[fratboybitch]

"You're tickling me," Alex mumbled, eyes still closed. "You that bored already? You could have made me breakfast or something."