this bed is juuuuust right [ota!]

[fishy_go_byebye]

[A bright slash of painfully orange hair drapes across your pillow. Del twines her naked, coltish legs in the sheets, and her looong shirt bunches up around. She'd made a mess of your bed.

Can you really blame a poor, young Endless?

It's a wonder how she got there in the first place. Whyshe's decided to sleep in your bed. But the real question here is...

When exactly did you find her?]

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[workaphilic]

[Sherlock is sitting at the foot of his bed, watching her. He's still in his dressing gown, so he either hasn't been up that long or he didn't go to sleep at all.

To his credit, he doesn't seem that surprised.]

Having a lie-in?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[A sheet is tugged up, and the orange streak hidden, but a pink one slips out on the side.

Then a mummble.]

Nooooo...

[workaphilic]

[Sternly:]

Get up. Won't have you there all afternoon.

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She flails a hand out at him, reaaaaaching to try and grab a hold of some portion of him.]

'Ou could stayyyy

[mors]

[It's a good Ryoji doesn't sleep terribly often, or he might feel a little put out at his bed being stolen. Instead, he's sitting on the edge of the bed, skimming through his old copy of The Little Prince.]

I wasn't quite expecting to speak with you again like this.

[Not that he's complaining. Though she might still be asleep as he says that. He flips the page.]

[fishy_go_byebye]

So soon too soon was soon would soon...

[a mumble from under the sheets, and a thin-boned hand waving from uner the sheet.]

[mors]

[He laughs lightly, and glances up at her.]

It's not "would" any longer, Delirium. I've already returned.

You didn't try to go into the Dead Zone again while I was away at all, did you?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She's guiltily silent for a moment, and then lifts the sheet to peer at him between the fingers of one hand.]

...No?

[traken_master]

[The Master starts awake, staring down at the young lady.]

Young lady, why are you in my bed?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[her hand flops out and flails at him, nails chewed and yellow hair sliding out with the orange streak]

S'not yours.

[traken_master]

[The Master frowns, looking around. It certainly seemed to be his bed. All of his things were in place.]

Perhaps not, technically, but this is the bed the castle provided for me.

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She slowly pulls the sheet down from the top of her head, mismatched eyes peeking at him.]

So?

[not_mafia]

[Since coming to Paradisa, he's gotten a bit better with people unintentionally (and sometimes intentionallycougharyacough) spooking him.

However, when he rolls around in bed and blearily blinks his eyes open, he is not prepared to come face-to-face with Delirium.

He promptly yells out, throws himself back, and... tumbles gracelessly off the bed.

He's only in his boxers, too, so expect him to promptly freak out about everything once he's righted himself.]

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Del tugs herself over to the side of the bed, and peeeeeers at him over the edge.]

Not bugs.

Sorry for the wait!

[not_mafia]

[Immediately, he scrambles backwards, looking VERY ALARMED.]

Wh-what are you doing in my bed?!

I am so late. Later than late. Life ate me, and I am beyond sorry! Feel free to ignore :(

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She lazily stretches.]

S'a bed~

[thehangedrose]

[Oh? Hmmm. Something's in his bed...Garry stirs, blinking open a weary eye-]

[And then proceeds to let out an inhuman shriek because SOMEBODY IN HIS BED AHHHHHHHH.]

HYEEEEEK! WHAT...WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!!

[Just going to back up against the wall and gather all the sheets around him in self defense, okay. D8]

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Del groans, yawns, rolls over and looks at him from behind a tangle of green hair.]

...What are you doing here.

[commandshumor]

Todd doesn't move a lot in his sleep. So he's wondering why the sheets are tangled up around him as he wakes.

The scent and heat of another very close by has him sitting up quickly with a snarl, turning to her, clawed fingers splayed wide. Normally the threat of being fed upon was enough. But without the feeding slit in his right palm, it seemed more like he was about to claw her chest off.

He drops his hand with grunt, "What are you doing in my bed Delirium?"

[fishy_go_byebye]

She rustles, peeking under an arm to look at him.

"Hmm?"

[commandshumor]

"Why are you in my bed?" he repeated, scooting away, grateful he didn't sleep in the nude except on board a hive ship, otherwise the amount of awkward here would be very high.

The black flannel looked very out of place on him, but leather wasn't exactly comfortable when you were trying to sleep.

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She yawns without covering her mouth, careless.]

I thought I could see you.

[macgyverd_it]

To say it was a bit of a shock would be an understatement. Sam's been working in the lab so much she thought for a few seconds she might have actually walked into the young woman's room. But, no, the decor was sparse but familiar, the formerly neatly tucked sheets were the shade she preferred and that was certainly her closet.

"Looks like someone had a bit too much to drink last night." She mused in good humor and, as quietly as possible, tried to grab a change of clothes from her closet.

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Del stirs awake, a hand flopping from the covers and her fingers wiggling.]

Haven't had slush puppies. Crimey Partner already left.

[macgyverd_it]

"I'm just going to pretend that made sense." Sam nodded and folded her clothes over her arm.

"Do you need some coffee or something? Should I call someone for you?"