bakerstreet | THE FLOOR. THE FLOOR. THE FLOOR IS LAVA.

Just share the damn bed with me.

For whatever reason, the floor is unacceptable as a place to sleep. It's messy, the dog is there, THE FLOOR IS LAVA, or maybe there's flooding. Who cares why it's not acceptable, it just isn't! Normally, that's not an issue, but tonight you have a friend over. Maybe it's the safest place, maybe it's hurricane season and your house is the only one out of the path of the storm. Stop trying to figure out the details, just get over it and share the bed with that person! Sexy times are not required. Intimacy is not required.

Just share the damn bed already.

Do you need options? Here! Have some options!

1. It's late. You're tired. Too tired to drive and THE FLOOR IS LAVA.
2. It's late. You're drunk. Too drunk. Honestly, how did you drink that much and not die? Should we take you to the hospital? Here, just stay in this bed with me. No, you can't sleep on the floor. THE FLOOR IS LAVA.
3. It's early. You thought you'd just come by and visit but you can barely function. The bed seems inviting. Guess what, you're invited into the bed! Yes. The bed. Not the floor. THE FLOOR IS LAVA.
4. DO YOU LIKE TO CUDDLE? CUDDLING IS OKAY. And yes, the floor is lava.
5. WILDCARD. Just figure out a reason why you need to share the bed. But don't forget: the floor is lava!
6. The Crack Fun Insane Option - Actually Play the Floor is Lava Game!! Move about the room without touching the floor... because the floor is lava.

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[Studying was clearly the bane of his existence. He'd been all but bouncing off the walls when they'd settled in to start, having taken a heavier dose of his adderall specifically for studying purposes. Then his brain had slowly been taken over by formulas and dates and numbers and letters all rumbling around in his brain until it just gave up. He'd been staring at the page for the last ten minutes, not able to figure out a single word. Screw this.

If it had been just him, he would have just given up and gone to play a game or maybe watched some porn (don't judge him), but he had a study buddy and she was currently peering at the page in front of her like it held the mysteries to life as they knew it. He nudged her, closing his book.]

Hey. I'm... done. Like, my brain's just doing a no-show for now. I'm going to take a nap for like... half an hour? Maybe? Just wake me up when you want me to drive you home, okay?

[That last ended on a yawn and he just sort of slumped forward, head resting on his arms.]

THE FLOOR. THE FLOOR. THE FLOOR IS LAVA.

1 and maybe 4?