*Clapton grumbles a little as he sits up from his spot on Rileys couch. He did not sleep. Neither did you. That couch was as comfy as the Sahara Desert.*
*Riley wakes up too.*
"Hey, Clapton. How'd you sleep?"
*She asks. Clapton scowls.*
"Hey, Clapton. How'd you sleep?"
*He taunts back in a snarky tone. Riley blinks at him, confused. Sander wakes up, but your still dead to the world. Somehow you managed to get comfy burying yourself into Clapton and get some shut eye.*
"I'm going back to sleep."
*He mumbles, snuggling into you.*
"Aww, have a nice sleep."
*Riley taunts. Clapton glares at her.*
"Aww, have a nice sleep."
*He retorts in a snarky, high-pitched tone. He was not having it this morning.*
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