[Jamison flops, somewhat awkwardly, onto the cushions-- his immediate plan is to pitch a fit, try to climb away from them and find somewhere else to sit.
... but they're really comfortable. And he's honestly pretty worn out from riding that huge-ass toy. And it's warm here, but not too warm, and the air smells nice...
... he ends up just kind of sinking into the cushions, sighing, his expression irate.]
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... but they're really comfortable. And he's honestly pretty worn out from riding that huge-ass toy. And it's warm here, but not too warm, and the air smells nice...
... he ends up just kind of sinking into the cushions, sighing, his expression irate.]