"I'm inside." He threw his arms up and laughed. He needed to lie down, the couch seemed like the best spot for that, after all it was in his reach. He walked over and collapsed face down on top of it. A minute or so passed, before he started talking/mumbling again. What? It couldn’t exactly be interpreted, not while his head was in the middle of the couch cushions anyway. He pulled his head out from the couch for a moment, "I don't like this couch." Before jumping back up, "Megan? Oh thought you had disappeared." He would have to keep an eye on her tonight, with her disappearing on him like that, he definitely couldn’t have that happening.
Justin lifted up his finger and pointed it in her direction, "Stay." He slid off the end of the couch, landing (not so gracefully on the floor), before picking himself back up and half crawling, half walking (on his knees at least), half stumbling (once he found his feet) towards her again, all the while with his finger still pointed out towards her. Once his finger came into contact with her chest, he pulled it away and smiled. "Let's have sex."