send a ♚ for your character falling asleep on mine and what mine does.

     _{with striking characteristics of overwhelming confidence alongside the trusty quality of superior intelligence, one would assume that when a female accidentally situates prussian tresses upon rumpled inky cloak, he would so smoothly toss out a one liner like a romance drafted by james cameron himself.}

     _{that is not the case in the slightest.}

        _{❝ h-hey ! you can’t seriously be sleeping, can you? ❞}

     _{pearly whites clamp together with enough to force to crack a walnut, habitually pastel clear visage entirely shaded a vibrant red akin to a coloring book and he’s practically hoping for her abrupt recovery from the ill-timed rest. dainty physique leisurely plunging to his lap and a heart attack is imminent.} 

        _{❝ this can’t be happening, ❞}

send a ♚ for your character falling asleep on mine and what mine does.

     _{it’s not the first time that our charismatic, innocence incarnate protagonist by mere chance collide slender frame with the solicitous, ambitious keyblade master. in that case, if he’d gained munny each time that he did take a slumber upon his body then he’d weigh his weight in elixir and hi-potions.}

     _{❝ you really do fall asleep in the most unconventional ways, huh? ❞}

     _{with the sole response being a subtle groan emitted between creased tiers, it’s enough to reflect a similar disposition on the conscious bearer. briefly does he ponder whether to snatch the boy from the grip this sleep has taken upon him ; with gawky limbs sprawled and tiers occasionally gaping, the look on his face is absolutely priceless.} 

     _{maybe it wouldn’t be too bad to just watch him sleep for awhile longer.}