@trashhill said: Pariston shifted, glancing over at Ging as they worked. 3...2...1. He stood up and walked over, leaning over the shorter male, hovering him. His hand reached out and he poked Ging's cheek with the end of his pen. "You fell asleep. Go to your place if you need to sleep." He seemed perturbed by Ging falling asleep but... From the drool on the desk, maybe Pariston had let him rest longer than it seemed before he bothered him.
STARTLED from his incredible dream, Ging woke up disheveled as per usual. Collecting his thoughts and quickly scanning his surroundings, a low grumble was forming in his throat and he barked, “ haven’t you heard of personal space? Back off- ” Extending his upper body, getting in an amazing stretch, he realized it was late, however, there was still more work to do.
“ I’m fine. I don’t need to go anywhere. ” He immediately reached for his pocket to pull out his cell phone, which of course, was dead. Annoyed, Ging tossed his phone onto his desk, “ How long have I been out this time? ”
