keeping an eye on the world going by my window...
Who: Shrooms & LSD What: Early morning poetry writing Where: The room above the nook When: Too early in the morning Warnings: TBA - nekkid drug gods...
It was far too early in the morning for Harmony to justify being awake... but not, apparently, for Tracer to already be up and bent over something by the window.
Tucked in sheets warmed by his body, Harmony stretched, mewed and yawned and then shuffled over into the part of the bed left behind his brother, who must not have been in it for a while because it was cool.
He turned onto his side, one arm under his head, the hand pushed through his own curly hair as he yawned again and smiled, sedated with warm happiness in that one small moment. He was as unclothed as his brother was only it was less noticeable because he was still all tucked up. "Hey..." he said, his voice low and gooey with sleep.