Mick blinks at him, trying to process if Len actually means it or if it is just another part of this game of chicken they play. But he can't back down is what he decides on. "I guess that means I need a bigger bed." or they'll be cuddling. Shit, what if they end up cuddling. Mick is damn sure that if they do he'll end up with a hardon that will be hard to explain. But the thought of that, of Len that close makes his stomach tingle and he has to swallow, masking it with having some more beer.
"I snore." As if Len didn't know that already. But it is a way out that will offer both some dignity.
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Date: 2019-01-22 11:52 am (UTC)"I snore." As if Len didn't know that already. But it is a way out that will offer both some dignity.