vampiriic:

deadlydahmer

          ❝oh        you’re awake. and here i hoped to
                       get out before you noticed.❞

      a murmur, sheets loosely draped over his torso, arm
      situated just behind his head. clothes remain littered
      on the floor, not that he cares; much at least. dark
      brows rise, a flick, at the other male, lips pursed.
      how rude of him, to still be in bed. but george here
      is comfy, and there’s no signs of him moving yet.

     "Nah; it looks like you’re stuck here.“ Jeff’s
voice was groggy with the last remnants of sleep
even though he’d been awake for a while. He 
blinked, and ran a hand over his face, wiping away
any remaining tiredness–a difficult feat. "How about
something to eat, at least?” It’d be a shame to see
his guest leave so suddenly.