[He chuckles at the mention of 'combs and shit' but doesn't consider bothering, even if the tie he had in his hair last night is long gone. Tommy finds his briefs on the floor and pulls them on as he stands, glances at Eddie splayed out as he picks up his (only slightly still damp) jeans.] Yeah. We tend to roll early, unless Jessie's on the warpath.
[If it wasn't already obvious, Tommy doesn't do this sorta thing very often and as he retrieves and puts on his scattered articles of clothing, he wonders how not to be awkward. 'I had a good time' sounds dumb as hell in his head, but can he just kiss her goodbye or is that too forward? Shit, he doesn't know. He likes her. But they're also on tour together and while not exactly in each other's pockets, the proximity could be a blessing or curse depending on how all this is gonna go. Clothed, he brings his boots with him to take a seat in the chair he was in last night. He glances up as he stuffs his feet into the shoes, keeping his eyes on Eddie's face.] How about you?
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[If it wasn't already obvious, Tommy doesn't do this sorta thing very often and as he retrieves and puts on his scattered articles of clothing, he wonders how not to be awkward. 'I had a good time' sounds dumb as hell in his head, but can he just kiss her goodbye or is that too forward? Shit, he doesn't know. He likes her. But they're also on tour together and while not exactly in each other's pockets, the proximity could be a blessing or curse depending on how all this is gonna go. Clothed, he brings his boots with him to take a seat in the chair he was in last night. He glances up as he stuffs his feet into the shoes, keeping his eyes on Eddie's face.] How about you?