[Taken from Gdocs]

He should've bought the top to the bunk bed…..Instead he brought his clothing, games, tv, toiletries, and storage for everything. Eli didn't have as much money as he thought he had so he decided to wait and save up more money so he could get some other things like a proper dining table and chairs. As of right now though, this sleeping on a cot s**t was not working.

Eli huffed and sat up, looking behind him to make sure Zoe was asleep before he took off his shirt and placed his bedding on the floor so he could sleep there without being hot and uncomfortable. Tomorrow he had to go to his grandparents after work for some odd reason, a surprise maybe?

Perhaps it was a bunk bed?

Eli drifted back to sleep once more, his back already starting to feel better.

Zoe was a heavy sleeper, but even a heavy sleeper fight some very basic biology driven into the female brain. One was, high pitched sounds stimulated the brain, and would wake even the deepest sleeping female in an instant. So when Eli had finally got comfortable enough to sleep, but not enough to sleep WELL, he tossed and turned on his little mattress.

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Zoes eyes cracked open blearily, easily adjusting to the nearly pure black of the room ( It was something close to 2am at this point ) and so she pulled herself over to the edge of the futon, peeking down at the lump of man sprawled out on the floor. He HAD been on the cot when she had gone to sleep, but she guessed he preferred the cool faux wood flooring then the teeny tiny camping cot. She didn't blame him.

Only he was sprawled out, limbs all over the place, and… she squinted. Shirtless. Oh wasn't that just a treat. Still, he grumbled in his sleep ( Damn, he really WAS grumpy all the time ) and adjusted again. she watched him for another minute, and he made a sad uncomfortable sound and adjusted again. Eventually she rolled her eyes, pulled her legs off of the bed and slid to the floor.

In honour of her new roommate, she was actually wearing pajamas, which was not the norm for her. So she had on a standard mens T-shirt that she picked up as sort of a cover for when she was cleaning, and it was large enough to swallow her all the way down to mid thigh. It WAS way to big though, so he fell haphazardly off of one of her shoulders as her butt plopped to the ground.

She poked him delicately on the shoulder with one pedicured foot, her back against the edge of the bed “ Hey, wake up sugar. Your groaning like a troll who ate one too many billygoats. “ She poke him again, gently, but enough to try and rouse him from his lightly slumber. “ Heeeey, c’mon, I’ll share the futon. “ She said, her sentence ending in a yawn, and her eyes closing half way even as she sat on the cool floor, in little more than a T-shirt and what her father had angrily referred to as butt-floss.

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The poor man woke up with a groan, eyes narrowing at the toe that was poking at him, then widening slightly at the mentioning of him sharing the futon with her. Was she insane? There was no way he could share a futon with some one of the opposite sex without it feeling….Dirty. Call him a prude, but no, not happening. Especially when it seemed like Zoe was wearing absolutely NOTHING under that shirt.

“I'm fine. Go back to sleep.”

Eli waved his hand dismissively, turning on his side with his back towards her, pulling up the blankets to cover his naked upper half along with the various tattoos that would've been on display otherwise. He was not going to be the victim of awkward awakenings the next day, not when he planned on doing so much in such little time.

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“ Yeah, that's the problem ‘ She said with another yawn “ you sound like someone is killing you down here. “ She poke him with her toe again. “ You're a grown a** man, in your own apartment, and you're sleeping on the floor like a dog. Man-up and sleep in the bed like a big boy “ She said, and while the words sounded harsh, it was said playfully and took the bite out of it.

“ I got a gig in the morning, I have to get some sleep and I’m going to end up having to smother you to do it if you sleep somewhere that isn't going to leave you very sore in the morning “ She flopped down on the floor and tugged at the blanket, but it was half-hearted. “ Don't you have a heart..? Don't you know how hard it is to suffer old snooty people if you are dying of exhaustion? Ill snap like a frail and brittle twig, and you'll have to pull a high-stakes heist to get me out, because I haven't told you the netflix password yet. “

She kinda pawed at his back, very kitten like, her voice groggy with sleep. It was clear she was already drifting back off to sleep now, on the floor, on top of his blanket.

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A groan was heard before he got up with a tired slightly grumpy look, grabbing his blanket and crawling onto the futon [he deliberately got in Zoe’s warm spot just to be an a*****e] and flopping his head down on his pillow. Maybe if he kept a barrier, she would stick to her side and he would have his.

“GO back to sleep and stop bothering me…”

He had work as well and frankly didn't want to be late because of no sleep.

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Zoe gave a small girly snort to acknowledge her victory, and crawled back into bed, and didn't seem upset at all that he took the warm spot, and burrowed under her blanket and drifted back off to sleep.

She had a gig to play for a ritch-b***h luncheon the next day, so she didn't have to be up EARLY. But she had to dress like… nice? She guessed that was the word, her black shirt and a white button up shirt that she may or may not have stolen when left unattended in a Nordstroms. sometime last year. And the staff wanted her there early enough so that she was set up and ready to go before any of the staff arrived. It was a pain, but she didn't mind. It was a single day and she was getting payed more then she would a week at a normal part-time job. Probably because she had to memorize a very very specific playlist, and a long one, and be able to play all of it without her sheet music.

Luckily she knew most of these already.

But those were problems for future Zoe. Right now Zoe was sleepy as ********, so she drifted back off to unconsciousness, snuggling into the warmth of her bed.

Sometime after they were both extremely asleep, and after Eli had stolen all of the blankets ( it was actually quite impressive ) a chilly bluenette snuggled up onto the big warm body pillow that took up 80% of the futon. Head pillowed comfortably on his chest, one arm stretched across him, and the other tucked under herself, one leg thrown over his much larger limbs.

She was comfy. She was warm. And the morning alarm was about to go off as the clock ticked resolutely towards morning.

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Eli was well warm and comfortable when the alarm went off. He woke up with a yawn, finding that his chest was feeling heavy for some odd reason. Did he wrap himself up in the covers that much that he managed to burrito himself? Groggy blue eyes looked around, not quite putting two and two together till he saw a lightly colored arm that was clearly not his strapped over his chest.

No wait……

His gaze followed his hand as he lifted the blanket, swallowing with a groan when he finally came to the conclusion that yes, Zoe had managed to ninja herself to his side in their sleep. In order not to wake her, Eli tried to lift her arm and leg carefully, head turned away to keep himself from glimpsing something he more than likely shouldn't be looking at. Hopefully she wouldn't wake up and make some sort of sexual joke out of this.

He tried not to pay attention to how soft her skin felt.

Nope nope….Clear thoughts Eli….CLEAR thoughts.

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Zoe grumbled quietly in her sleep and for of nuzzled her face against her “pillow” and gave a harumph of displeasure, her leg curling around his more a little bit as he tried to move hers. She really was a heavy sleeper.

Zoe didn't exactly use an alarm so it did not really wake her up when it had gone off, but it did pull her ever so slightly out of sleep, to where she grumbled in her sleep “ Πέντε λεπτά ακόμα, δεν είμαι έτοιμη ακόμα… “ yawning, and quite content where she was, somewhat boa-constricted around Eli. And he did have good reasoning to look away.

The shirt, so prone to falling off her shoulders had done it again, and the swoop of the neck was pulled very low.

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“God damn it…..”

Just when he thought he could just get out of this with no problems, instead he was stuck in bed with a girl completely wrapped around him like he was some sort of body pillow. Eli sighed and reached over [still not looking] and thumped what he THOUGHT was Zoe’s head, only it was her breast, the n****e to be specific.

Of course he wasn't paying attention so he didn't know.

“Wake UP Zoe….I need to go to work…”

His voice sounded a bit more gravely and tense, because despite not looking, and keeping “clear” thoughts, Eli was starting to become affected by having a female in such proximity. God the last thing he needed was to be teased about a boner.

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Well that certainly jolted Zoe out of sleep. The combination of operation n****e attack, and his somewhat grumpy troll voice yanked her out of slumber faster than if her apartment had been on fire.

“ Yeesh…. What did my boobs ever do to you “ She said with a yawn, sitting on, her brain registering that she had been snuggled against him. No wonder she had been nice and warm. She untangled herself from him and sat with her legs folded underneath her, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand, collar of her shirt still slipping down over her shoulder, but not that she wasn't laying down at least her boob wasnt threatening to fall out. It was just….. a very cleavage filled neck swoop.

“ See…. much better than sleeping on the floor. “ She said, wondering briefly what time he had to go to work, what time it was.

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He touched her boobs?!

Really?

Eli stiffened but got out of the bed, wrapping the sheets around him from the middle to keep her from seeing anything he did not want her to see, grabbed some clothes, and made his way to where the toilet would be. That very cleavage filled neck swoop did not help matters either and only caused him to walk faster. <******** females.

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Zoe watched him like a cat watches a mouse scamper across the floor, as he retreated into the bathroom and flopped back over onto her side, snuggling down into the pillows. It was to early for this s**t. Even if that s**t was adorable in his grumpiness. She lounged, content to watch him get ready for work. She still had a few hours untill she had to be anywhere, and nodded off as he grumped his way off to work.