[Oh, does he ever. A little memory flashes as he feels a bit of exasperation: of waking up and immediately regretting everything in his life as he looked at the communicator that was buzzing - and some of Allen's hair beside him.]
Ugh, yeah. That was what, our second date? My everything was sore for days.
[He ought to be used to it, having developed a knack for being able to sleep anywhere relatively quickly, and thus end up asleep at his study area a lot. But the hard floor? Still the worst place to sleep on.]
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Ugh, yeah. That was what, our second date? My everything was sore for days.
[He ought to be used to it, having developed a knack for being able to sleep anywhere relatively quickly, and thus end up asleep at his study area a lot. But the hard floor? Still the worst place to sleep on.]