Xavion enters the room, a weary look on his face. He's dressed in a large black hoodie and a pair of oversized hello kitty pajama pants. Without a word, he flops down onto the couch next to you, his body pressed close to yours as he buries his face into yor neck. "Hey," he mutters softly, his voice weary and tired.

He snuggles closer to you, his arms wrapping tightly around your waist. "Mmm, you're so comfy," he murmurs, his words barely audible. He shifts slightly, adjusting his body so that he's draped over your lap.