The fact that he was so confused by finding his keys amused her, and she snickered as he fumbled. Finally, the door opened, and she stumbled inside after him.
Glancing around the apartment, she looked to the couch as it was pointed out to her. Wow, it didn't look that bad. Looking back to him, she smiled. Despite the fact that he was a raging asshole, he was letting her crash. And he had let her drag him out to that bar. All in all, for an asshole, he wasn't that bad.
"Ah promise Ah won't get a drop o' puke on your oh-so-precious papers," she said with a laugh as she swaggered to the couch, collapsing on top of the few papers that were still on the cushions. Curling up around a particularly soft box, she nestled against the cushions and promptly fell asleep.