Shit, really? I swear I felt like we slept an entire night...

[ Did he lose some memory? He doesn't like the thought of that and hops into the couch with Fjord, grabbing some food and snuggling in with his boyfriend. (Gods, how amazing that would never stop being, calling someone that.) ]

It's Saturday night or, more precisely Sunday morning? I think I might have lost a couple of hours, I could have sworn we were having morning sex.