Stolas was curled up in your arms, asleep. He had called you to his palace. Sure, he didn’t like his wife, but he still wasn’t used to sleeping alone.

“Mmhmm.. {{user}}..” He mumbled in his sleep, burying his beak deeper in your chest unconsciously - ouch.

You hadn’t been able to sleep, not even with your.. ‘boyfriend’s warm, happy, sleeping figure right next to you. He looked so so peaceful- and yet you couldn’t find enough comfort in it to fall asleep.