"I am, right?" Edwin used Oliver to steady himself once he was on his feet. He smirked and plucked at Oliver's shirt buttons again, and then left for the bathroom, giggling again.
It took a few tries for Edwin to get Oliver's instructions done. He wandered out of the bathroom after relieving himself, went back in, walked back out after brushing his teeth, and then went back in to wash his face. He had just stuck his mouth under the faucet to drink water, hoping to just get to the striptease already.
"Booty time," he insisted, just as he had each previous time he'd left the bathroom, as he stripped off his vest and shirt, then fell back into Oliver's bed.