Who would have thought…
It was about 3 am and she was close to have enough with all this. At first she had found it cute, almost fascinating and adorable. That was about four hours ago when he started of low and sweet. Now she just wanted to smother him under the god damn pillow because, believe it or not, she needed some sleep too if only for a short time and his god damned snoring kept her awake.
Yupp, he looked almost angelic but that wasn't how he sounded and Max was amazed that none from the flat below had banged on the roof and told them to be quiet. She knew she would of.
Four hours and she though she had tried anything to keep him quiet for a moment so she use those minutes to something more productive to do. She wanted her catnap and better yet, she needed it before she caused some serious harm to someone.
She had shaken him, shouted at him to wake up, tried to roll him off the bed, tried to remove herself but only to find that that part of his weight and arm she had enjoyed before, much felt like deadweight she couldn't get ride of. She even pounded his face with that fucking pillow and he just didn't want to wake up. So much for a soldier. Max was pretty sure that she could set of a five kiloton nuclear weapon over his head and he wouldn't even flinch in this state.
Manticores best, huh? She decided he could save it for the door next morning. He was about to face some serious grovelling before he was let back in her bedroom again.
Either way.. even heroes did know when to be scared and sometimes it was best to make a tactical retreat. But who would have thought that Alec was a snorer, she mused while she was laying back again and trying to ignore the loud sounds from the man, who probably should be Whites consult for Max-traps in the future for more successfully ones, besides her.
Yeah, this is me getting a stupid idea with out getting it out of my head. Hopefully I can go back to munching sticky cake with wipped cream, with my sister ;)