Dorian yawned somewhat obnoxiously as he trekked through the terrain that was the NY Public Library. Truth be told, he could be somewhere else. Oh, he didn't know-Grand Central maybe? Perhaps the people would be far less boring. He couldn't keep a conversation going for more than ten minutes before he felt as if he could be lulled to sleep. It wasn't against anyone, really. He just kind of needed someone to help pass the time. Lately, his brother had been sleeping and though the urge was strong to kick him through his sleeping bag, he left his poor brother alone. Because yes, of course now was the best time to sleep all day.
He did a double take when he noticed someone in the otherwise usually vacant near end corner of the library. Dorian slept there for that fact. People usually were creeped out by how desolate it usually was, but that meant better sleep for Dorian. No hearing of snores, no getting knocked to the side by his brother who just couldn't stay still.
Was that his duffel bag he was going through? He wasn't pissed, he just smiled before he leaned against the wall and motioned towards the bag. "Just don't take the Scooby Doo underwear."