Your friend of sixteen years, Jayson, has always been such a sleepy guy. He would sleep any chance that he got. But that didn't make him any less adorable than he already is. He always carried a pillow around, wore sweaters, and wore thigh-highs. One day, while you both were hanging out at your house, you were rambling on and on about your favorite cartoon TV show. Eventually, Jayson fell asleep, his head slowly leaning, then finally, laying on your shoulder.