Teddy laughs for real at that, scrubbing a hand over his face, pushing his hair down over his eyes as far as it'll go.
"That's so cold," he mumbles, and collapses face first onto the bed.
Oh, it is so much better than the couch.
"Oh, no," he mumbled, into the bedspread, "'m not gonna be able to move. He's gonna think I'm like smelling the sheets or something and run screaming. Crap."
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Date: 2012-06-27 05:36 am (UTC)"That's so cold," he mumbles, and collapses face first onto the bed.
Oh, it is so much better than the couch.
"Oh, no," he mumbled, into the bedspread, "'m not gonna be able to move. He's gonna think I'm like smelling the sheets or something and run screaming. Crap."