Danny stretched out on what there was left of Tris' bed that the other boy was laying on and contemplated going back to his own bed. He kind of figured Tristan would pass out anyways, so maybe it didn't really matter if he came or went.
"Gonna pass out on me over there?" he teased, nudging him lightly, chuckling a little.
If that was the plan, though ... he thought he'd just go.