fell asleep on

[chatona]

SWEET DREAMS.

Someone, whether it be a friend or a total stranger, has fallen asleep on you wherever you happen to be; you are a rather comfortable pillow to them. What do you do?

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[hands4healing]

Better than mine, in other words?

[Winry teases. She's glad Ammy's here, though. It's nice to have someone to talk to.]

[motherofthesun]

[Yeah... pretty much. Sorry about that.]

[hands4healing]

[Yeah, well.]

Finish up, Ammy. I can hear the couch calling my name.

[motherofthesun]

[No need to tell her that. She gobbled down the rest of her food and licked her lips. Delicious~]

[hands4healing]

[Winry sets the dishes in the sink to take care of later, finishes off her water.]

All right. Time to relax!

[motherofthesun]

[Ammy almost warped back to the couch and made herself comfortable. Why? Because she was already there when Winry returned.]

[hands4healing]

You're taking up so much room!

[Shoves at Ammy.]

Scoot over some!

[motherofthesun]

[With a grunt, Ammy moved a little... only to stretch out.]

[hands4healing]

[Why in the world did a wolf goddess move into the house, anyway? Winry still doesn't know, but she does like Ammy. Most of the time. When she's not hogging the couch.]

You jerk.

[Leaning back is uncomfortable with a long body in the way, so Winry perches on the edge of the couch cushion, hunched over and uncomfortable.]

[motherofthesun]

[And now, with Winry there, Amaterasu flopped over and... laid her head on Winry instead.]

[hands4healing]

You are such a brat.

[Fondly. Because she can pet Ammy now, and lean back a little bit. And that's better for her back, isn't it?]

[motherofthesun]

[Is she? Is she? ... Yeah, she is a little, but at least they're both comfortable now, right?]

[hands4healing]

Mmm...you're warm.

[Tired. Sleepy. Starting to relax from all the excitement of the day.]

[motherofthesun]

[She expects that she is. With a yawn, Amaterasu was going to doze off right where she was still partially on Winry.]

[hands4healing]

[Winry manages to get her legs folded up alongside her, halfway propped against Ammy, halfway propping Ammy up. She's warm and comfortable, and it's getting later. Winry yawns, leaning more heavily against Ammy.]