He managed to stay upright, at least for a little while. Arms and ankles crossed as he slid down the wall an inch at a time. At some point though, possibly as a result to a loud noise on the tv temporarily rousing him into semi consciousness, the bouncer slid sideways, dragging the pillow with him. When he bumped into Mercy's shoulder he didn't seem to notice, nor when he continued to slide downward until he was laying with the majority of his upper body laying in her lap, one long, inked arm thrown over her far thigh.
He had warned her.
viva viola
