[Thank god the blankets aren't alive, is all he can say. Assuming they don't just decide to come to life the moment he lays down on them and choke him out, or something.
Equally butt-ass-naked, Wolfwood drags himself over to the pile and unceremoniously lays chest-down on it, folding his arms under his head. It is really soft and comfortable, and because of that he is not beating the sleepy bitch allegations. He doesn't even bother stifling his yawn as he gets comfortable, letting his eyes fall closed when Ain turns out the lights.]
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Equally butt-ass-naked, Wolfwood drags himself over to the pile and unceremoniously lays chest-down on it, folding his arms under his head. It is really soft and comfortable, and because of that he is not beating the sleepy bitch allegations. He doesn't even bother stifling his yawn as he gets comfortable, letting his eyes fall closed when Ain turns out the lights.]
M'kay...do your worst.