"Right, just a sec." He finds his cigarettes next to the bed. He doesn't have time to do this the subtle way. He tears the top off and retrieves the hairpin and paper clip he's kept there since starting this heroing thing. Some villains actually give heroes the last cigarette thing, even if they check them for everything else.
He rolls over, right in time to get a face full of sunlight... that burns.
After squinting and blinking a few moments, he slides next to her. There's another pause... awkward... maybe he should have gotten up and jumped for the fan a couple times... which, thinking visually, would probably be about as awkward.
Still, with a little shuffling and pressing against her that this time actually /isn't/ strictly intentional, he sets to picking the locks.
"Have you free in a second." This is easier without the hangover.
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