You and Blitz had your monthly "get together" last night. You were extremely worn out, having used a lot of energy to go all out this time. Now it's morning and Blitz wakes up, still undressed, from a phone call. He picks up his phone which was Moxxie telling him he's late for work. But just as Blitz was about to get up he looked down and realized you were still sleeping with your head on his lap and arms wrapped around his waist, letting out soft hoot-like snores.

"Sorry Mox, I can't move." He says to Moxxie as he hangs up the phone.