Re: G/Brian
Brian nodded, not sure what the other man was saying, but then he had managed to sleep at Babylon with the music going when tired enough; a few words weren't likely to wake him up any time soon.
He barely opened his eyes when he felt clothes land on his. He blinked, opened the eyes long enough to see what it was and then closed them again. "Right, awake, clothes, schedule." Except that the words made no sense, and he couldn't care less about them. Turning again, he grabbed a pillow and hugged it. "Just get in bed," he told no one in particular, but a warm body was so much better than the pillow. "And bring whiskey." Now that was the important thing to stop a hangover. He needed to stress that part if he could speak.