There’s another groan, still one of playfulness, as she’s moving to grip Logan’s hips. An action meant simply to hold her sill. ❝ Mm, is it? I didn’t realise my lap was a seat. ❞ she mutters, but oh, she doesn’t want Logan to move.

Emma would admit, she missed the feeling of Logan in her lap. But she smiles, one hand moving to absently run up and down her legs. ❝ Mm, such good knowledge to have. Are you comfy now? ❞ she asks with a soft laugh. She could never be mad at Logan, not even jokingly.

She doesn’t snore!

Offended Swan noises.

It is Hank! Has she heard his naps? Emma can’t think straight when he’s napping...

Get back in the Damn bed Logan.

She’s not a snorer. But yes, she’s bossy. Note get back in bed.

Emma will come and carry her to the bed. She might struggle—but she’ll do it.

There’s a hand slipping into soft hair, and gently carding through it as she pulls her friend close.

Don’t mind her just letting herself into — 𝐋𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧.’s home and curling up in her bed.

There’s a hiss at the touch of the cold foot to her leg, but then an arm is slipping around her friend and drawing her closer. ❛ hi.❜ comes a whispered mumble.

There’s a grumble, playful in nature, abs the blonde is burying her face into her friend’s shoulder with a grumble. ❝ shh. Too early. Go back to sleep. ❞ she responds in way of telling the time. Truth be told it was only 4 am, Emma just couldn’t sleep in her own bed.

Emma readily allows her arm to be placed where Logan wants it. Gently running her thumb against her stomach. A soft grumble being given at the words. ❝ Scoot closer you bed hog. ❞

Uhm— ❝ 𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇?! Did I forget to feed you? ❞

❝ maybe you should bite me harder next time. ❞ she says with an eye roll.

She feels 𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓈𝓈. And even worse? Logan is seeing her like this. She’s never eating from that Chinese place again. ❝ ugh. ❞ she lets out a groan as she leans away from the trash can.

Theres another groan as response, and the blonde is glancing up at her friend. A rather pitiful look on her face, Emma 𝒹𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑒𝒹 being sick. ❝ Never eating there ag— ❞ she doesn’t quite finish that sentence as she’s hurling into the cab again.

Cue the Swan coming back with a smirk. Playful in nature as she holds the bowl of popcorn close to her. ❝ hmm…where did Logan go? ❞ she questions pretending as if she doesn’t see her spot taken—whilst going to sit down right on top of Logan.