Waking to a drumming headache was already bad enough, but as Xiao slowly woke from the Saturday escapade of the previous night, he felt a warm body against him. At first it was a nice sensation, one he pressed into half asleep before dark eyes fluttered open just enough to blink and squint at the face attached to the body. "Hol-! Shit-!" Shocked to sse Paisley he basically fell backwards to hit his head on the backrest of the bed. "Fuck! Ou!" Wide awake at last.
Cats of all sizes needed their sleep... so this much raucous so early in the morning was not welcome at all to Paisley. Though, it was not like he had the option of crawling further into his blanket cocoon when someone was swearing like a kettle going off.
"What's the big deal, fuck..." he groaned, voice hoarse from sleepiness and dehydration - parched, yes he really was... a hand shot out and slapped around on the bedside table and, finding a bottle of whatever it was, he pulled himself up like a snail wriggling out of its shell. The huge gulp that he took was just as soon spewed all over the bedsheets (which weren't so clean anyway). Not least because the drink tasted off but, the little twerp sitting beside him in an equal state of dishevelled. "Fuck!!" Thus he echoed, hairs standing on end at this terrible revelation. @irrwicht
