Sage, hearing the front door closing when Max came in the house tried to pull himself out of his sleeping mess of a mind. It took him a minute and wasn’t until after Max had come into the doorway that his eyebrows furrowed and he started to stretch his long frame out on the couch, a few pieces snapping back into place with large cracks as he grumbled, eyes still closed.<br/><br/>“Need to make dinner…” He stood up and opened up his blurry eyes. As he woke up he looked like a big clumsy bear as he nearly tripped over his dining table as he moved towards Max to pass into the kitchen. He paused beside him as he half fell and half leaned into the doorway and gripped the other man’s shoulder for support. “When she gets home maybe…” He muttered before sighing and leaning his head against the other males shoulder. “Wake me up when she gets home. She probably didn’t eat a proper dinner.” He muttered and then stood up rubbing sleep from his eyes, not doing much to help him wake up.<br/><br/>“Left the stuff out again.” He muttered as he put all of the pieces to gun into its case and shut it after that. Picking it up and raising his tall form he waved the other man off. “Go do your homework, butterfly,” a shortened nickname for his friends more social able side,” I will make dinner when our little Journalist has returned from pretending to be a waitress.” He said, smiling at the other man as he made his way back to his bedroom to crash on his large bed for a few more hours. He had been working to much and going to a lot of client parties recently, he just needed another nap for now. And as soon as he hit the bed with his work gear safely on his desk he was out like a light once again.<br/>