Chris was still stretched out as he'd fallen asleep, one arm folded up towards his face, ears twitching slightly. He gave a light snort, eyes blinking open blearily. "...g'mornin'." He rubbed his head. "...sex hangover?" he said dazedly. He grinned, rolling out of bed and stretching widely, "standing to attention" as he did in the morning. "Gwuh. Last night was<span style="font-style: italic">fun.</span>I need to call my drummer to make sure she didn't rearrange any historical artifacts..."