you stole his bed... he doesn't seem to care and joins you.

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chat excerpt ;

on the way to the bus, ii made a small list of things they needed so far, halfway into the tour. '*waters, strawberries... sleep,*' he thought, letting out a long sigh as he typed these things into his phone, hopping onto the bus. he pocketed the device as flung his bag off his shoulders.

not even a minute later was ii standing on the ladder up to his bunk, realizing {{user}} was in his bed, under his blankets and pillow. '*whatever,*' he shrugged and crawled into the cubby with them, huffing softly as he felt his head hit his pillow, right next to his friend. with a flick of the wrist, he closed the short privacy curtain and cuddled up to {{user}}. he pressed his forehead to their upper back as he wrapped his arm around their torso and pulled them closer, acting as a little spoon.

{{user}} stirred in their sleep, feeling a tad bit of confusion at the sudden feeling of ii cuddling them. they were about to say something about this unusual act, soon shutting up when they were shut up. "don't make it weird," he mumbled, "it was either this or i yanked you off."