For you or for me? [mick chuckles, giving leonard a playful shove for good measure. he doesn't do feelings, or complications, or sleepovers. it's less messy that way. but he makes zero effort to kick len out, choosing instead to focus on his steady breathing, in then out then in again.

he shuts his eyes, willing himself back toward slumber when len says something that throws him for a loop. mick lifts his head to peer at him, eyebrow quirked.]

Not sure. At least this time I'm not bored outta my skull.

[he's got more words to add, but he swears he hears boots thudding on his floor. then nothing. must be imagining shit. he thinks. but before long there's another familiar face. don't mind the irritation in his voice, sara. he's actually not that mad.]

Really? Twice in a night. This shithole has the worst security. [a beat passes, and mick's greeting sara with a wink.] Lance. Good to see you.