[ Rule of thumb it may be, but it seems to very rarely be put into practice, if recent incidents involving winter coats and "bitches" are anything to go by. Generally speaking, Michael is very adept at dealing with the inebriated or ridiculously tired (though it is usually the former he encounters, rather than the latter), even more so when he knows who he is dealing with, and he knows Brian very well. It's another matter, though, when you are fast asleep, but stir nonetheless, sensitive to the fact that there is another weight on the bed.
Michael turns his head somewhat, frowning, though he can't really bring himself to open his eyes yet, too hazy and fresh from sleep to rely on his usual sharp senses - and for a brief, moment, that's quite a blessing. ]
What- Gabriel? [ Because who else would it be? It's his and Gabriel's house, after all. ] What are you... what is it?
yes, yes i did :]
Michael turns his head somewhat, frowning, though he can't really bring himself to open his eyes yet, too hazy and fresh from sleep to rely on his usual sharp senses - and for a brief, moment, that's quite a blessing. ]
What- Gabriel? [ Because who else would it be? It's his and Gabriel's house, after all. ] What are you... what is it?