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119. Somebody's been sleeping in my bed!
Someone's sleeping in your bed, or you're sleeping in someone's bed. What happens.


Oh fine.

And they're still there!

  • Post with your character.

  • ...while we're at it, mention details like if they're sleeping or the discoverer of the sleeping person or you don't care, and if they're sleeping what they're wearing. (Mainly 'cause I've seen various versions of this meme go around and having one person assume footed fuzzy PJs and the other nothing could get...awkward.)

  • Reply to others! If they're sleeping, see previous.

  • And have fun.

[No, they aren't alone, and the company is welcomed. He's a little on the skinny side, but it's nothing too serious right now. He might be hungry in the morning, though.]

[oh. She's already got plots and plans for the morning and food factors into several of them. Right now though, he seems content and they're both dry and warm together and the morning is hours away still.

She's never had a puppy before. She'd had a cat but...

Well, white at least seemed to be a theme. Still, she should be thinking about finding his mom, not how she could keep him, and so she curled up to wrap as much around the little bundle as she could, fingers rubbing soothingly. Now that they'd found each other, she thought it was safe to go back to sleep for the time being. Morning would come soon enough and they'd both face it together to see what came next.]

Don't wander off while I'm sleeping, okay? Stay with me in the morning and I'll make sure you get plenty of good food to eat and pats. I'll worry about you if you're not here when I wake up. Just - don't go without me. Deal?

[It's hard to tell if the pup can understand her or not, but at the mention of food his little tail does wag a bit, and he lets out a soft whine. He nestles into the little bundle that Tifa had made around him, comfy as a puppy could be. He had no plans of moving from this spot for a long time.]

[to Tifa it's all the reassurance she needs. She'll tuck her face in against that soft, good puppy smelling fur and close her eyes, fingers still stroking as she slowly falls asleep. They don't have to be alone. Not anymore.]

[It's not long before a combination of the warmth, the stroking, and Tifa's closeness lulls the puppy into a deep sleep once more. Maybe tomorrow he can look for mama, but for now he feels safe.]