Maxxie wriggles his way higher up the bed, still tucked into the space beside Dave, half laying on him, but his head resting on the pillow now, turned so he can look at Dave's profile with lazy eyes.

"No take-backs?" The question is soft, his lips twitching in a faint smile as he tries to inject some humor into it, though he's not completely awake yet and it's a worry he always has. Here.

"I feel like, every time we have one of those parties, the next day there's always one or two people swearing that they're not really like that, or whatever. Not regret, just... not what they'd usually want to do."