He seemed a little dazed still, shifting over in the bed to give her some more room, muttering a very half-hearted sorry. Thank goodness he'd chosen last night as one to pass out in his shorts, he thought. As he listened to her explanation, he scratched his head, leaning an elbow on a knee.

When she was done, he just sat there, watching her with a lazy gaze, a goofy sort of look coming over him after a few moments. "You know... you don't have to make up some ridiculous story when you want to stop by..."