then why don’t you come over? its pouring outside so its really good snuggle weather dude.
Without another word, Dave (literally) rolls out of bed, landing with an ‘oof.’ He headed to his transportalizer in nothing but his boxers, punching his boyfriend’s coordinates in. He wouldn’t mind.
Zapping into the other’s house, he walked into his bedroom, plopping down next to him.
“I wasn’t sure I could get the hang of sleeping. It was such hard work, but I managed. How do I do it?”












