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hendrix didn't mind taking the couch when he and his now ex-girlfriend decided to split up. in fact, he insisted. he wanted to end on good terms and if that meant sleeping on a 'slightly-aged', lumpy sofa for a few months then so be it. however, he wasn't so fond of the 3-am wake-up calls he was getting. and definitely loathed the morning after when he had no choice but to meet his potential replacements. it had only happened a few times & hendrix always tried to keep his mouth shut - until last night happened. it was the morning after, hendrix was leaning on the counter having his morning coffee. as soon as he heard her bedroom door open, his shoulders tensed up and he threw his arms behind his neck for a moment and walked towards her. 'do you mind keeping it down next time?' he spoke, his tone cold and flat but the volume of his voice was louder than what he meant it to be. 'or better yet - learn to keep your pants on until we can sort out other living arrangements.'