[Chuck suspects Mike just doesn't want to be the first to leave the warmth of the bed. For all his recklessness, endless energy and almost childish impatience, no one would guess Mike can be really hard to pull out of bed most mornings. Still, he's not about to complain. If he goes first then there's a lesser chance his water will get cold halfway through his shower.
He rolls his eyes a bit and pecks Mike's nose before answering.] If you insist...
[He pulls up his underwear - it had gotten a little misplaced in the process -, and reluctantly so, pries himself away from Mike. The cold air is painfully unwelcoming when he climbs out of bed, and he would complain about it if, with a couple of steps, he wasn't stepping on a particularly sharp piece of scrap. He hisses in pain, bites back a curse (because he knows Mike doesn't appreciate those), and looks back at the guy on the bed with a frown.]
Seriously Mikey, how many times do I gotta tell you to stop leaving junk on the floor? [Spoken like the room is just as his, but whatever. With a bit of a limp, he walks out of the room and heads down to the bathroom.]
/slowly fishes mind out of the gutter....
He rolls his eyes a bit and pecks Mike's nose before answering.] If you insist...
[He pulls up his underwear - it had gotten a little misplaced in the process -, and reluctantly so, pries himself away from Mike. The cold air is painfully unwelcoming when he climbs out of bed, and he would complain about it if, with a couple of steps, he wasn't stepping on a particularly sharp piece of scrap. He hisses in pain, bites back a curse (because he knows Mike doesn't appreciate those), and looks back at the guy on the bed with a frown.]
Seriously Mikey, how many times do I gotta tell you to stop leaving junk on the floor? [Spoken like the room is just as his, but whatever. With a bit of a limp, he walks out of the room and heads down to the bathroom.]