“….Someone partied a little hard last night hm?”
“Nng…”
“Well, I’ll make you some coffee…”
“I’m up, I’m up,” he groans. “Just make sure there’s no Halloween candy in sight.”
“No no, stay down. I’m enjoying the view, Captain Tightpants. I’ll bring the coffee to you,”
He grumbles something about having a gay roommate before falling back asleep. I took a while to prepare his coffee. I swear, it was because the dog was so comfy, I swear.

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Text is fictional.