Presley leans against the door frame and watches his idiot friends fall all over each other into a big cuddle pile, as though they're all children and not, like, practically seniors.
"Are none of you going to brush your teeth?" he complains. "Or at least put on a face mask before you wake up all dry and scaly."
Wildgulch Juniors Return to Big Bed
"Are none of you going to brush your teeth?" he complains. "Or at least put on a face mask before you wake up all dry and scaly."