[ He picks a corner, kicks a few puppets out, because what did he say about piles especially piles of puppets that is not a thing he is sleeping in ever and stuffs his ass into it. Because he is not taking the bed, and he is equally not leaving his plush rump unguarded for a moment. ]
Whatever, man, I'm beat.
[ It'll be just like sleeping in the apartment back in Houston. Except with considerably less bed and more angled ass in the morning. ]
4/4.
Whatever, man, I'm beat.
[ It'll be just like sleeping in the apartment back in Houston. Except with considerably less bed and more angled ass in the morning. ]