[Flamingo cries still take some getting used to in the mornings, but they’re nowhere near as rousing as the dulcet shrieks of his beloved over a roaring hairdryer. For once, Floyd’s startled, and with a heavy THUD tumbles to the ground, tangled in blankets, curtains, and tassels.]
Bro…
[So he is awake indeed. And now so is he! Once he’s freed himself, he scratches his ass and stumbles to the bathroom to greet Riddle with his award winning bedhead.]
I FOUND YOU. [Even near a brrr-ing hairdryer, Floyd slips in behind Riddle for a good morning squeeze.] SCHOOL’S GONNA GO BY SO SLOOOOW TODAY.
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Bro…
[So he is awake indeed. And now so is he! Once he’s freed himself, he scratches his ass and stumbles to the bathroom to greet Riddle with his award winning bedhead.]
I FOUND YOU. [Even near a brrr-ing hairdryer, Floyd slips in behind Riddle for a good morning squeeze.] SCHOOL’S GONNA GO BY SO SLOOOOW TODAY.