[There's nothing like a herd of hungry cats to crush the last shreds of sleep from your body, regardless of how tired one remained. Their path to Remy's residual warmth involved stepping across her, or more accurately, bounding across her, pulling displeased grunts from Rogue.
At least Remy didn't hit the floor in a heap, that would have made her feel a bit guilty. A bit.
She's still going to stubbornly try and sleep, burying her face in the pillow with another noise of compliant. Never mind that one of the boys had vaulted off her own bladder and now she too needs to hit the restroom.
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At least Remy didn't hit the floor in a heap, that would have made her feel a bit guilty. A bit.
She's still going to stubbornly try and sleep, burying her face in the pillow with another noise of compliant. Never mind that one of the boys had vaulted off her own bladder and now she too needs to hit the restroom.
Ah, cats.]