Wasn't done... [But then you decided I was a pillow so I guess much can't be done now, right?
Very reluctantly, he opens his eyes to look at Mike with a sigh. His vision is blurry and his voice is drowsy, but it's alright. No matter for how little or how long, he always sleeps well when it's in Mike's room. Like he's some kind of cuddly dreamcatcher that keeps nightmares at bay. (He thinks of the cuddling as an added bonus, so no complaints on that either.)]
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Very reluctantly, he opens his eyes to look at Mike with a sigh. His vision is blurry and his voice is drowsy, but it's alright. No matter for how little or how long, he always sleeps well when it's in Mike's room. Like he's some kind of cuddly dreamcatcher that keeps nightmares at bay. (He thinks of the cuddling as an added bonus, so no complaints on that either.)]
But yeah, I did. You?