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1: The ears of a sleeping Blake perk at the sound of the door opening.
2: Blake wakes up quickly, looking panicked.
*click*
3: Blake has pulled a blanket off the top of the couch to cover his crotch.
Wilson: I’m hoooome!
Blake: Eek!
Wilson: Oops, did I wake you? Sorry!
Blake: It, uh, it’s fine, it’s fine…
4: Wilson is dropping his bags to the floor and heading to the kitchen.
Blake: Uh, how was your trip?
Wilson: Oh, it was awesome!
5: Blake’s shaky hand is reaching towards his pants, which are on the ground, just out of reach.
Hover text: god I sure love walking forward and not using my peripheral vision