[ It's exhilarating and confusing all at once. The feel of this place. The way the memories come up and wash over him, not in overwhelming waves, but more gentle. ]

Cheater.

[ They always know when the other is telling the truth or not. Or when they are trying to hide things. He gives a soft noise of complaint at the tug, but relents after a moment to let Matt get some of the blanket. ]

Where exactly do dumpsters land on the lucky scale?

[ They can both hear it, and it earns an answering sound of one from Mike. ]

Oh, right. Last night must have been awful. Are you going to be okay? Did the stray cat follow you around and harass you for food again? She's relentless.

[ He sits up a little, and reaches out to grab at his brother, tugging to pull him off balance and into the bed. The same way they used to wrestle when they were younger. It never really was something they grew out of. ]

Sleeping in sounds great. I just need a pillow, c'mere.