And here I thought maybe you bein' a menace was just a Nighttime-Eddie sorta thing, [comes the pasty mutter from the man beside her. It's good-natured, but Tommy does have to pull his fingers free from where her twisting has pinned them between a hip and the mattress.
He rubs his knuckles with a thumb and then against his eyes as he rolls onto his back and blinks into the increased morning sun - he fell back asleep. Huh. Head falls to the side and he's greeted by Eddie, close enough to kiss. Tommy doesn't, but wants to.] Mornin'. [He checks his watch - seems to be the only thing that didn't come off last night; still early enough. Then he lets his hand keep moving, crossing over himself to brush a curl off her cheek and behind her ear.] Think there are cold burgers and fries still in the hallway if you're hungry. [One side of his mouth crawls into a grin. The ice cream is certainly a puddle by now.]
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Date: 2025-05-27 03:00 pm (UTC)He rubs his knuckles with a thumb and then against his eyes as he rolls onto his back and blinks into the increased morning sun - he fell back asleep. Huh. Head falls to the side and he's greeted by Eddie, close enough to kiss. Tommy doesn't, but wants to.] Mornin'. [He checks his watch - seems to be the only thing that didn't come off last night; still early enough. Then he lets his hand keep moving, crossing over himself to brush a curl off her cheek and behind her ear.] Think there are cold burgers and fries still in the hallway if you're hungry. [One side of his mouth crawls into a grin. The ice cream is certainly a puddle by now.]