[It usually doesn't take much to wake Billy up, even at such an absurd hour; being a light sleeper can be both blessing and curse at times. After a moment or so he stirs at Teddy's voice, curling up in a reluctant ball on one end of the couch, then rolls partway over and lifts a hand to rub at his eyes. Clarity and memory peek through the fog of his sleep-deprived mind- exiling himself to the couch, the week he's had, Teddie sleeping in the room they used to share...
[Action, Augst 22nd]
God, what time is it?]
Hmm...? Did something happen...?