[Claire senses movement beside her, and even half-asleep she's gonna seize her opportunity for cuddle time. She rolls over to flop across the warm body, arms curling around his middle and her head resting comfortably on his chest, disheveled blond curls framing her face. There's a peaceful little smile at her lips as her breathing becomes more even and sleep fully claims her once more.]
[He hmphs softly at the feeling of... a small blond woman on top of him, pinning him to the mattress. He blinks at her blearily and looks around before closing his eyes again. Doesn't look like he'll be going anywhere anytime soon. Least he picked a looker.]
[She stirs, shifting and somehow managing to press herself more fully against him, a leg draped over his waist. Her eyes flutter open briefly, and as she gets a good look at his face, his eyes closed, her thoughts mirror his. He'd been the hottest guy in the bar the night before. She gives a smug little smile as her eyes close again, and her arm tightens around him, snuggling him.]
[Claire's quite a clinger, kind of like a sloth. She covers her mouth as she yawns, blinking and looking up at him again.] Yeah... I prolly should, too.
[But she doesn't move. He's comfortable, damn it.]
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I should get goin'.
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[But she doesn't move. He's comfortable, damn it.]
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