[There's a long pause. He doesn't say anything, doesn't exactly move either and he's not exactly considering it but he's weighing his decision. He would never turn her away. That's not even coming close to his mind. He's thinking of the possibilities of the evening. He's thinking what may occur before the sun comes up with monsters in the dark spaces of his mind and the newfound throbbing pain in the side of his face. He's managed to quell it with the cool fabric of his pillow, but he's afraid to lift his head and see what might be there.
Instead of words, he shifts to allow her space next to him on his bed and uses his foot to grab a spare blanket for her. Fine, whatever. They're absolutely Fine.]
Whatever. [That seems to settle that but he's patiently waiting anyway.] Don't get me up at 5am though okay? [He's pretty much assuming she's staying the whole night. The words are mostly to keep talking, but the way the sentence ends suggests he wants to say more. He's unsure how to phrase it though.]
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Instead of words, he shifts to allow her space next to him on his bed and uses his foot to grab a spare blanket for her. Fine, whatever. They're absolutely Fine.]
Whatever. [That seems to settle that but he's patiently waiting anyway.] Don't get me up at 5am though okay? [He's pretty much assuming she's staying the whole night. The words are mostly to keep talking, but the way the sentence ends suggests he wants to say more. He's unsure how to phrase it though.]