He'd slept in nothing at all as his clothes were so drenched, the bed wouldn't be warm if he was soaking wet like a sewer rat. He pulled the bed sheets over him, pulling it over his head like a hood and wrapping himself in them. It was colder here to him than his own place.
"I'm so fucking drained." Sloth had something to do with that. She'd used his energy living off that high she'd been given by him and Lust. He didn't know why she wasn't the one being a puddle on the floor.