Peni Tent, Wednesday Morning

[dollpocalypse]

Over the past few days, Topher had learned some things about close-quarters communal living. The first thing he'd learned was that his normal sleep schedule (waking up early to play on his laptop, then taking a few naps interspersed with occasional breaks for video games) wasn't really going to fly here. The light from the computer while other people were sleeping tended to be a little on the annoying side, and while he ordinarily wouldn't care... well. He was sleeping next to Billy.

So.

Morning again, with Topher fidgeting and trying not to make an excessive amount of noise, playing Angry Birds and cupping one hand around his phone to try to prevent the light from bothering anyone.

By which he meant Billy.

If it bothered Mercy or Sam, he was pretty much okay with that. Sorry, guys.

[[open open!]]

Comments

[dollpocalypse]

"Oh, it would be spazzy," Topher promised. "Which is not to say you shouldn't do it, 'cause it looks super cool."

Priorities.

"Especially the pants."

[selfhelphero]

"The pants? But they're the most simple part," Billy teased. Just because he couldn't kiss Topher didn't mean he had to stop teasing him, right?

[dollpocalypse]

"Yeah," Topher admitted, "but they also look really good on you."

...Shut up. Just shut up.

[selfhelphero]

"You're totally getting an extra kiss for that later," Billy promised.

[dollpocalypse]

Topher grinned. "We could go outside now..."

Yes, he was making a loophole for his own rule. HE DID WHAT HE WANTED.

[selfhelphero]

"We could. Since we're both awake." Topher had the best ideas, clearly.

[dollpocalypse]

Topher scrambled out of his sleeping bag. "Now?"

[selfhelphero]

Billy grinned as he got out of his sleeping bag as well. "Now is good. You're right, I don't want to wait."