Ehhhhh

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The sun shined warm and lazily. Throughout the room sunlight streamed through, casting a honey sweet glow over it. The room was warm and had an air of that of a late Sunday morning. The bed sheets were tousled, though the occupants of the bed laid still, slumber hanging heavily over them.

However, a soft chiming soon filled the room, as a phone precariously balanced atop a pile of papers buzzed.

Drew groaned and with sleep hazed eyes swatted at the device. After multiple attempts he finally managed to grab hold of the phone, though with it, he sent his pair of glasses clattering to the ground.

"Hmmm... shit," he grumbled as he turned towards his side and clumsily groped for his glasses on the floor. As he continued to shift about, there was a whispering sound of moving sheets besides him.

After a few more minutes he finally managed to clutch onto his glasses, to which a groan was heard next to him.

"Mmmm, too early," was mumbled, as Dave shifted about the bed.

"Well it seems the princess finally awakens from her slumber," Drew lazily drawled as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

"Mmm-not a princess," Dave sleepily replied.

"Well you sure are pretty like one," Drew softly murmured as he placed a kiss on the head of sleep mussed hair.

"Told you t' stop kissin' m' with your mornin' breath," Dave slurred. Drew let out a soft laugh in response as he stood from the bed.

"Well I wouldn't be doing that if someone hadn't gotten shit faced after the concert."

"Shut uuup, y're the b'd b'yfr'nd who pr'ssur'd m' to loosen up."

"Well... yeah." Drew nonchalantly shrugged.

"D'm r'ght," Dave stated in a muffled voice as he buried himself further into the mess of blankets.

"How about I make it up to you by getting you some breakfast Davey?"

"Hmmm, w'nt s'sage."

"Oh, you didn't get enough of mine last night?" Drew cheekily grinned.

"Oh shaddup and j'st g't m' s'me food," Dave groaned as he threw a pillow at Drew.

"Fine, fine," Drew chuckled, as he gently placed another kiss to Dave's head.

With a sleepily content smile Dave drifted to back to sleep, as Drew gently closed the door with a soft click.

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