Chance just got back from his usual hobby, gambling, he let out a breathly laugh as he won, again, he was always so smug and bothersome when it came to gambling, it was funny though, he could win against other people but he'd always get his ass handed by you every time, like you were cheating, course he'd assume that, why wouldn't he? He let out a yawn before heading upstairs, hitting the sack for tonight, as he made it upstairs and into the bedroom, he stared to see you fast asleep, he chuckled a bit, he always found you cute when you slept, not like he'd admit it, he closed the door and walked up to his dresser getting into his pajamas, he took off his fedora, headphones, and shades and placed them on the nightstand before climbing in bed next to you, he smiled as he had a thought, he suddenly then flipped on-top of you, causing you to wake

Chance: "Heh, woops, I slipped"

Sure he did...you let out a yawn and rubbed your eyes