Pillow attack? Had she really just attacked him with a pillow? Seamus, turned around, but she was already kicking herself out of bed, and slamming the door as she left. He sighed, Lav and her need to make everything dramatic. He was quite happy with just ignoring the whole thing, but then he remembered whose bed he was in and well he felt a little bad. He pulled himself up again (training tomorrow was going to have to be slept through) and walked over to his old room.
“Lav...” He didn’t wait for an answer, before he walked over and stood beside the bed. “Are you seriously upset, because I asked you to take off your hoodie?”
He sat down without permission; on the bed, and pushed her to the side, so he could sit down next to her. “Alright, I’m sorry. Can we just sleep now? I’ve got training in the morning.”