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So, that brat's fast asleep after all. Might have to do something else until she rises.
"Time to take that frozen treat? Yes, you're right." https://t.co/1G34ZcJeln
It's time he propped himself back against the sturdiest surface.
Lean into it for some shut eye.
"An odd scent's lingering, can't say I care for it but that's to be expected."
Back to the wall, arms crossed before his chest, and eyes closed.
That's how the Berserker will be 'sleeping' off to the side in his master's living room. No need for anything more.