Conner grumbles something rather incoherent into the pillows.

It's been a while. He's allowed himself to get attached. To fall in love. It took Conner even longer to start staying the night.

This bed is great, he thinks. Conner has made himself right at home.

"Turn th' alarm off for now..." Conner slurs, still laced with sleep. He reaches across the body in bed with him, quickly silencing the alarm.

"Don't worry about it. You can get up later. C'mon." Conner mumbles. He sinks back down into the sheets.