[With a happy little noise, Allison wraps her fingers around the coffee and sits up, only to cuddle up against Tig's side as she takes a sip with an almost indecent moan of pleasure.]
Mmmmm...good coffee. [She pauses for another sip, then flashes Tig a sleepy pout after raking her hair out of her eyes with one hand.] Whatcha mean, I slept plenty, Pappa Bear?
[spam]
Mmmmm...good coffee. [She pauses for another sip, then flashes Tig a sleepy pout after raking her hair out of her eyes with one hand.] Whatcha mean, I slept plenty, Pappa Bear?