Slim
He placed my laptop next to me before lying down, resting his head where the laptop had been.
In his intoxicated state, he resembled a baby, and it was entertaining to watch. I closed my laptop and threw a blanket over his body, which he promptly discarded. His arms then wrapped around me, squeezing my lower body tightly before he fell asleep, his grip tightening with each passing moment, almost suffocating me. A knock on the door interrupted the moment, and Zeek cautiously peeked inside, keeping his eyes shut.
"Slim?" he called out, waiting for a response. After a moment of silence, he opened his eyes. I shook my head, indicating that he was still asleep. Zeek nodded and smirked slightly.
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