[Only he can, and he will - grumpily reaching for her the whole way, standing in a hunch that betrays his height by making him seem shorter. He smells of the booze he was indulging in earlier, and a hint of weed from an unlit joint in his pocket. He puts his hands on her shoulders, staring at her, before slowly leaning to touch their foreheads together.]
It's so late. So early? What time is it now? I wanna sleep.
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[Only he can, and he will - grumpily reaching for her the whole way, standing in a hunch that betrays his height by making him seem shorter. He smells of the booze he was indulging in earlier, and a hint of weed from an unlit joint in his pocket. He puts his hands on her shoulders, staring at her, before slowly leaning to touch their foreheads together.]
It's so late. So early? What time is it now? I wanna sleep.