[Oh wait a fucking minut- oh god damn it. Did he seriously get stuck with being a personal hug pillow for the night? Dave let out a sigh before shutting his eyes. He slipped his shades off to awkwardly maneuver them onto his nightstand.
John is probably going to wake up to a curled up Dave Strider ball. And probably a hangover.]
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John is probably going to wake up to a curled up Dave Strider ball. And probably a hangover.]