[ Alfie, please. Royce sighs a bit, and untangles himself from Alfie.
He could be stubborn, or he could just - be right back. Give him a minute, and he'll bring back a few blankets and a pillow or two to the couch, dumping them all on top of Alfie before settling back down on the couch. ]
Your back is going to hurt tomorrow. [ Royce mutters, resting his head against Alfie's shoulder. ]
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He could be stubborn, or he could just - be right back. Give him a minute, and he'll bring back a few blankets and a pillow or two to the couch, dumping them all on top of Alfie before settling back down on the couch. ]
Your back is going to hurt tomorrow. [ Royce mutters, resting his head against Alfie's shoulder. ]