Wrath had been indeed napping on the sofa, but Sloth screaming at her sure as fuck woke her up. She blinked awake, though she did close her eyes when Sloth told her to. "Just be fuckin' glad I wasn't in too deep a sleep or I'd kill you," she grumbled, and then Sloth told her to open her eyes.
Sloth looked amazing. And Wrath wasn't usually an effusive person, but Sloth was one of the few people she actively adored. Sloth being this clearly pleased, meant Wrath was going to be effusive as fuck. "Fuck me, you look fucking amazing!" Wrath yelled. "Spin! Spin!"