[ he straightens back up as soon as she starts moving, folding his arms while she flails around. he gazes down at her, mouth twisted on one side in displeasure. all that, and he still doesn't have any room to sit down? ugh. ]
That's what I said, isn't it? [ he's pretty fucking sure it is. ] Go back to your own bed if you're going to be a lazy piece of shit.
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That's what I said, isn't it? [ he's pretty fucking sure it is. ] Go back to your own bed if you're going to be a lazy piece of shit.