[Nothing beats the cool sheets, Larry settles on his side and shuts his eyes. The bed feels mighty comfortable tonight. The mattress is more firm. He must be that tired. As his eyes are drifting shut a weight shifts in the bed, oh shit and those are hands.]
Fuck-! Hey!
[He fumbles a little too far to the edge of the bed and nearly falls off.]
no subject
Fuck-! Hey!
[He fumbles a little too far to the edge of the bed and nearly falls off.]
Who are you? What's goin' on?
[Oh man, not again.]