Vaguely, Dean heard his name. That was what got him started on the road to consciousness. It was slow going, though. Jaime wasn't the only one who was warm and comfortable, and Dean was naturally resistant to getting up in the morning anyway.
Sleep. Sleep was a good thing.
But, then the warm body that had been pleasantly weighting him down was gone and Dean's eyes opened of their own accord. He blinked and gave a stretch, not too worried about the situation yet. Face it, this wasn't the first time Dean had woken up in a strange bed with only partial memories of the night before. The other body in the bed usually didn't look quite so scandalized, though.
"Morning," he answered and sat up. "At least, I think it is."
He blinked again and looked around, taking in the room curiously. Kind of reminded him of a college dorm room. He barely remembered getting here last night.
"So, this is going to sound crazy, but I drank a lot of... something... last night and I'm not sure if it was real or not, but," he raised his eyebrows. "Did you have legs growing out of your back last night?"
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Sleep. Sleep was a good thing.
But, then the warm body that had been pleasantly weighting him down was gone and Dean's eyes opened of their own accord. He blinked and gave a stretch, not too worried about the situation yet. Face it, this wasn't the first time Dean had woken up in a strange bed with only partial memories of the night before. The other body in the bed usually didn't look quite so scandalized, though.
"Morning," he answered and sat up. "At least, I think it is."
He blinked again and looked around, taking in the room curiously. Kind of reminded him of a college dorm room. He barely remembered getting here last night.
"So, this is going to sound crazy, but I drank a lot of... something... last night and I'm not sure if it was real or not, but," he raised his eyebrows. "Did you have legs growing out of your back last night?"