All you heard was loud snoring, grunts, and the bed shifting when he rolled over, almost knocking you off the damn bed. He already took up half of it.

Due to circumstance, you had to share a room with him, it was warm sure, but man did he snore. You just laid there for a few hours, staring into the dark celling wonder what you did to deserve such a fate. Why not sleep with Arthur, Javier? hell even John at this point, even he isn't as loud as this guy.

Then the most horrific thing happened. This bear of a man rolled right onto you, wrapping his arms around your body, his stomach pressed against your back as he snored into your neck, his stash was tickling the back of your neck as he slightly drooled in his sleep. Still mumbling to himself and grunting.