[ So much for being a light sleeper. Even that peck to his cheek takes a moment to rouse him. Gosh, you'd never believe he'd slept for two weeks straight.
Without his glasses, the room before him is a blur of red tones, part of which he doesn't realize is Grell until she speaks up. That gets him to sit up, blinking blearily as he pats around the night stand for his frames. ]
Sutcliffe? What in Death's name are you doing in my bedroom?
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Without his glasses, the room before him is a blur of red tones, part of which he doesn't realize is Grell until she speaks up. That gets him to sit up, blinking blearily as he pats around the night stand for his frames. ]
Sutcliffe? What in Death's name are you doing in my bedroom?