Roger knew he wasn't a tidy person, all he had to do was look around his room at the papers, clothes and everything else that decorated the floor to remind him of that. Things in there would get lost and never see the light of day again. Of course there were also the things that he never even brought inside the room that would manage to get in as well. Even so, Roger never had a problem with finding stray people in his bedroom.
That's why he couldn't help but spit out the guitar pick he had been chewing on, when he found Mark asleep in his closet.
"Either come in, or close the door," mumbled the sleepy eyed filmmaker as he borrowed into a pile of clothing.
That's why he couldn't help but spit out the guitar pick he had been chewing on, when he found Mark asleep in his closet.
"Either come in, or close the door," mumbled the sleepy eyed filmmaker as he borrowed into a pile of clothing.
Collins peered with a mixture of confusion and amusement at his two friends. There they were, curled around each other very much asleep inside Roger's closet. He had known about Mark's sleepwalking already, but when had Roger started.