Martin is suddenly rather aware that he hasn't brushed his teeth or anything, and surely he ought to have done, but he hasn't really had a chance, and anyway he doesn't have a toothbrush with him...
"Oh, er, brown sauce please." He smiles at her.
He'd really quite like to nip to the bathroom and wash his hands and wake up a bit before eating, but realistically this would mean extracting himself from the sheets, as well as actually finding the bathroom.
And his pants. At some point he really should find those. Yep.
(The bathroom is probably the door they didn't come through from the Bar, but he'd rather not take the chance that actually it's a hallway while he's naked.)
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"Oh, er, brown sauce please." He smiles at her.
He'd really quite like to nip to the bathroom and wash his hands and wake up a bit before eating, but realistically this would mean extracting himself from the sheets, as well as actually finding the bathroom.
And his pants. At some point he really should find those. Yep.
(The bathroom is probably the door they didn't come through from the Bar, but he'd rather not take the chance that actually it's a hallway while he's naked.)