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[ approaching Rob's bed. it's morning, you see, and he's not up yet, so... tackles! ]

Wake up, sleepy head!

[ and that's where his hand slips. spins on his own for a bit before landing on the bed. ]

Fancy moves.

[ continues twirling, and then--! ... falls on Rob. his new mattress~ ]

[ OOF. ]

... there should be easier morning exercises.

You could be a girl and take yoga.

[ m'comfy here, thank you very much. ]

I'll stay in bed longer.

[ that's okay. you're nice and warm. ]

It's actually really relaxing, though. Take a class with me!

[ props his head up and gives the cute eyes. ]

[ WEAPON OF MASS DESTRUCTION. ]

... can't you teach me after you take that class?

Private lessons?

[ huuug. ]

Yeah.

I could do that.

[ snuggles into. ]

Is it free?

You'll have to wait and find out.

... okay. As long as I can afford it.

[ he's drowsy again. ]

What are you talking about, sillyhead?

[ shifts so he can nuzzle noses with him. wakey wakey. ]

[ mrr? your neck is his for burying into. again. ]

Let's check the movie later.

Don't tell me you want to go back to sleep.

[ fine. but no biting this time. ]

I'm too comfortable to move.

With heavy me on top of you? I don't see how that could be comfortable.