Cree shrugged, placing her hands in her pockets as she motioned for him to follow after her. "Well, you can always drive me to school for the rest of the time you're staying by. Doesn't really matter to me!"
She smiled broadly, letting out a short giggle as she opened up a door by the stairwell to reveal a king sized bed, covered in a pure white comforter, contrast to the black carpet. "Hope it's not too much for ya...if so, you can always use the sofa or one of several rooms upstairs...your call!"
Cree smirked, raising an eyebrow. "Just know your boundaries, if you get what I mean."
Michael walked around the room and then he was thinking what to do and then he did what he always wanted to do in his life he walked back to the door and then turned around and faced the bed and then he ran and jump on the bed and bounced a few times and this bed to him was so comfortable he forgot to close the door or shut off the light.
Cree laid down in her bed for what seemed to be seconds, but what was actually hours. Sleep wouldn't come to her. It sometimes never did during the night. She sighed and sat up in bed with a scowl, figuring some hot chocolate would help her sleep.
'Not unless I forgot to go shopping again...' she thought with an air of annoyance.
Cree walked towards the stairs, then looked around quickly before jumping over the wooden banister and landing as light as a cat onto the floor. She then noticed a bright light coming from the guest room by the stairwell.
"Eh?"
Cree walked towards the room to see her guest sleeping sprawled out on the bed, the lamp by his head still on in the early hours of the morning. She glanced outside the door quickly before stepping inside the room.
"Hmm, sleeps like a baby..." she muttered to herself with a small smile. She turned off the bright light within his room and in the darkness, found the sheets and carefully placed them over Michael.
"You mother people too much..." muttered Cree in a mock tone of Sumner. She scoffed. "Nothing wrong with that."
Cree looked to him with a curious expression. "Wonder what you're dreaming..." She carefully wiped at his brow, then looked up innocently up into the ceiling. "Well, only God's watchin...and not like it'll do any harm..."
Cree bit her lip and looked around carefully. She leaned down by his head, then gave him a light kiss to the cheek.
Cree jumped back in surprise. She ran a hand through her messy crimson locks and bent down over her fallen guest. "What in the hell makes a person sleep like that?"
He was still mumbling incoherently, apparantly still partially asleep. She propped him up against the side of the bed in a sitting position. She then started to rub at his cheek gently, while whispering. "Michael...wake up..."
'Worst case scenario: he lunges at me or tries to bite me in the neck. Aren't I Miss Sunshine and positivity?' she thought to herself in sarcasm