[Once he falls asleep, he's asleep hard, this time. There are no dreams as far as he's aware, but a whole lot of black.
He wakes when she starts shifting around, though, and once he has her all wrapped up and cozy, and she seems to have settled, he lets himself doze. Maybe once she's up for real he'll give Alex a call.
Except he manages to fall back asleep somehow, only to wake to the sound of the door rattling, and the hair on the back of his neck stands up as he slowly sits upright and watches the knob.]
You'd think they woulda called first. Or left a note under the door. That's rude bullshit, there, for a fucking so-called resort. Glad I blocked it.
[He could yell toward the hallway but instead he grumbles and pulls on underwear and jeans. He'll deal with it if they keep it up, but maybe they'll give up first.]
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He wakes when she starts shifting around, though, and once he has her all wrapped up and cozy, and she seems to have settled, he lets himself doze. Maybe once she's up for real he'll give Alex a call.
Except he manages to fall back asleep somehow, only to wake to the sound of the door rattling, and the hair on the back of his neck stands up as he slowly sits upright and watches the knob.]
You'd think they woulda called first. Or left a note under the door. That's rude bullshit, there, for a fucking so-called resort. Glad I blocked it.
[He could yell toward the hallway but instead he grumbles and pulls on underwear and jeans. He'll deal with it if they keep it up, but maybe they'll give up first.]