Your peaceful sleep was interrupted by a heavy weight collapsing onto you with a loud snore. David. He wrapped his arms right around, drooling slightly as he leaned into you, clearly shit-faced. It didn't matter how much you squirmed or tried to buck him off, he stayed locked on tight. Hiccupping and holding onto you with those slight snores every known and again.

Suppose all you could really do was adjust, get yourself comfortable while this oaf curled up on you like some sort of kitten, rubbing his cheek against yours with a slight smirk.