yawns and stretches out stiffly. He'd fallen asleep on the couch again after a night of drinking. At least it wasn't the coffee table.
couldn't explain the sudden idea he had gotten to go check on Denmark. Maybe it was that he hadn't seen the other for awhile. Still, he
glared at the door, as if the wood could answer what he was doing there, in the morning no less. And all to check on an annoyance. Maybe
it wasn't too late to walk away now, although that thought didn't translate through to his feet. At least he had managed to refrain from