Needful Things Building; Monday Afternoon

[totalwildcard]

Harley was having a quiet day in.

... What? It happened! It was allowed! Even the most high energy rogues had to take days off sometimes. There was a marathon of some awful reality show on the TV - oh, also, she had a TV now, a vintage one with a great aesthetic and terrible reception! - and she had a comfy onesie on and a takeout order on the way.

What more could a girl need?

(for one!)

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[totalwildcard]

"You're lucky I'm not a restless sleeper."

She was such restless sleeper, he just didn't tend to wake up from all of her rolling around all over the bed.

"'Cause I'm pretty sure most of it is with me. Your sleep."

[hasaknightjob]

Marc had slept through worse, was the thing. Harley being unable to stick to one spot wasn't going to do it.

"I sleep at home," Marc said. "Not every night, but yeah."

[totalwildcard]

"... You do?"

Congrats on that being surprising, Marc!

[hasaknightjob]

"Got my own bedroom and everything," Marc said.

Okay, back when he and Steven first came to the island Marc hadn't really used what had been designated as his bedroom. But things were different now that Steven and Watts were living together.

[totalwildcard]

"Well I know that," Harley said, then shrugged, making a vague gesture with her sandwich. "But, I dunno, guess I thought the first fiddles were so lovey-dovey, and you're so... you that it just... wasn't much of a thing. Yanno?"

[hasaknightjob]

"Depends on the night," Marc said. "Sometimes I'm doing shit when it's time for bed. Sometimes I'm getting up first thing. Kinda depends on the day, usually. They get the back half of the week. First half is up for grabs."

[totalwildcard]

"Hunh," Harley said.

And took another very thoughtful bite.

[hasaknightjob]

"Been different since Steven and Watts moved in together," Marc said, if that helped at all.

[totalwildcard]

"How so?"

Well, it was an obvious question.

[hasaknightjob]

"That bed's theirs now," Marc said. "Be weird if I slept in it. Plus them spending time together isn't just on dates and shit. They still do those. But you know how it is. Somebody you care about is around, you wanna get your hands on 'em."

[totalwildcard]

Harley frowned at him, confused.

"... Yeah but that sounds like exactly what I thought was happening."

[hasaknightjob]

"You were making it sound like it was every night," Marc said.

[totalwildcard]

"Yeah," Harley agreed, "but when you said there'd been a change when those two moved in together, I thought it would be something... less obvious. Since it was worth mentioning?"

Harley was prone to skipping things she thought were too obvious to mention, after all. Whether they were actually that for anyone else or not.

[hasaknightjob]

"I dunno," Marc said. What was obvious to other people about relationships was not necessarily obvious to him, and vice versa. "They spend more time together? They got the bed? There was stuff."

[totalwildcard]

"So you used to sleep... more, before?" Harley hazarded a guess.

She was just trying to follow.

[hasaknightjob]

"They're on more of a schedule," Marc said. "The house has me out more. We're working around all that."

[totalwildcard]

"O...kay?"

That was not an answer to the question she'd been asking, but it was an answer, so good enough!

"Good for you?"

[hasaknightjob]

Marc waved it off. Using the hand with the sandwich. "Steven's thrilled I guess."

[totalwildcard]

"Because of a schedule?"

[hasaknightjob]

"Because I'm out more," Marc said. "Before the house I didn't really need to. I mainly laid back and let Steven have things."

[totalwildcard]

"Oh, right, it's that thing again," Harley replied, nodding sagely over her sandwich. "The 'Marc has a life' thing, I know the one."

[hasaknightjob]

"Exactly," Marc said, gesturing at her with the sandwich. "So if anything now I sleep more. With the body. Not just in the background."

[totalwildcard]

"And even in your own bed!" Harley replied, half a tease. "Impressive."

[hasaknightjob]

"Change of pace," Marc replied, because he could be wry when he wanted to.

Then he took a bite of his sandwich. Which was on rye. A detail only Steven would appreciate.

[totalwildcard]

Harley gave a soft huff, then also bit back into her sandwich.

Okay, chomped into it. And then finally looked at the sandwich while she chewed, and gave a thoughtful hum.

"Well it's not Brooklyn good," she noted, "but it is pretty good."