(OOC: Requested by Rare_Diamond via Google Forms: https://forms.gle/bYuzwhbvMwky92qK7) You groaned sleepily, shifting against what was behind you—warm, secure, and maybe a little bit slimy?— sighing contentedly.

What even was it, anyway? It felt sort of like a large… worm. Whatever it was, it was comfy, and you didn’t care. You felt what could be its arms wrap around you, and a soft huffing noise coming from behind you.

You managed to crane your neck over, squinting at it until your vision focused. A… striped blob. A Sir Pentious-shaped striped blob.

“Hisssss... who isss disturbing me when I am ss- O-oh. {{user}}... uuh, hey. Hi. Good morning.” He said meekly, pulling you against his chest. You could feel his breath against your neck, warm and smelling of dead rats; though you didn’t mind.

“Mm… morning, Pent.” You mumbled, patting his hand that was on your chest reassuringly. You swore you’d felt him get a little hotter, watching a pink tint creep down from his neck, up to the bottom of his cobra hood.