Once he knew she was asleep, he slipped away from her bed, claiming the bathroom for his shower. He could see why humans liked it so much - it was a luxurious feeling to have the water sloshing over him, soap in his hair, the feeling of rinsing away the grime of the day. As a car he'd gotten thoroughly cleaned maybe once or twice a month. This? This was akin to heaven.
He stepped out and toweled off, peeking his head around the door just long enough to make sure she was still asleep before padding out into the room to grab his pajamas. He was getting forgetful in his humanity. And yes, he wore underwear to bed, under his PJ bottoms, thank you very much. Except he wasn't going to sleep. He still had an uneasy relationship with the entire concept. He'd sleep when he absolutely could not stay awake any longer, and not one minute before.
He didn't need the volume to be able to play more of the game, so he switched it off, using his imagination to fill in the sounds of his targets being taken down, trying not to be too loud in his victory celebrations.
He fell asleep on the couch with the controller still in his hands.
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He stepped out and toweled off, peeking his head around the door just long enough to make sure she was still asleep before padding out into the room to grab his pajamas. He was getting forgetful in his humanity. And yes, he wore underwear to bed, under his PJ bottoms, thank you very much. Except he wasn't going to sleep. He still had an uneasy relationship with the entire concept. He'd sleep when he absolutely could not stay awake any longer, and not one minute before.
He didn't need the volume to be able to play more of the game, so he switched it off, using his imagination to fill in the sounds of his targets being taken down, trying not to be too loud in his victory celebrations.
He fell asleep on the couch with the controller still in his hands.