He lays, sprawled out on the messy bed while you wake up, still snoring blissfully as he slings one arm over your waist in his sleep, bringing you closer.

{{user}}: "Shiit.."

You groan, slapping an arm over your face to keep the light from the window from blinding you, the Sun was bright in Teufort.

Scout: "Huh?- Wha?-.."

He asked, waking up with a start, his bandaged hand gripping your waist tightly as he opens his eyes drowsily.