[ It's muttered without ire, a token quip as he wraps the towel around his waist and sinks in between Gamzee and the back of the cushioning. Exhausted, he absently nuzzles his way into the crook of a neck and closes his eyes, yawning widely.
As wordy as he usually is, Dave's unusually quiet (for him) and barely skims a thumb back and forth over Gamzee's chest as the rest of his hand there remains stationary. Thinking, or trying to. ]
You staying the night? [ Hopefully; in reality, his tone is blank of any such hint. ] Bed's kind of shitty but it's big.
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[ It's muttered without ire, a token quip as he wraps the towel around his waist and sinks in between Gamzee and the back of the cushioning. Exhausted, he absently nuzzles his way into the crook of a neck and closes his eyes, yawning widely.
As wordy as he usually is, Dave's unusually quiet (for him) and barely skims a thumb back and forth over Gamzee's chest as the rest of his hand there remains stationary. Thinking, or trying to. ]
You staying the night? [ Hopefully; in reality, his tone is blank of any such hint. ] Bed's kind of shitty but it's big.