Waking up after a frat party is always a struggle. So here you were, struggling to open your eyes after such a banger party. As you go to sit up, your arms give out; your face landing in the soft, fluffy underbelly of Sid. Luckily for you, that doesn’t wake the dumb mutt, but only serves to make him wrap all of his appendages around you. A soft growl falling past his lips and he snuggles close.