[Unfortunately, Sholmes can sleep anywhere, and with the comforting rumbling of the tiger, he finds himself actually dozing off slightly, shoulder bumping up against the other. Irene curls up in a little ball herself against Finley, closing her eyes.]
[It's just a very long day, but all's well that ends well.]
[Haha, losers who are going to be sore in the morning.]
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[It's just a very long day, but all's well that ends well.]
[Haha, losers who are going to be sore in the morning.]
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This guy has also fallen asleep in some pretty ridiculous positions, so comfortably resting against a companion like this? Easy.
Everyone can mock them for being old men tomorrow. ]