Dante smiled and Lyle cuddled in close to him, putting his arms round him and nuzzling his face into his hair. It didn't take very long for him to follow suit and drift off to sleep as well.<br/><br/>Upon hearing the defiant groans of Lyle, Dante also started to groan. Hangovers were never fun and though he was a good drinker he always suffered for it the next day. He blinked and squinted in pain as the sunlight came into the room. His head was so muddled and throbbing that he barely registered Lyle trying to hide his face against him.