Where I tend to sleep, yeah.

[The corner of his mouth twitches upward as he kicks off his shoes one at a time because he's a weirdo who has them on far too much. His hands slide up from her thighs to her waist before he gestures with an upward nod of his head.]

Scoot back a little.

[He catches her expression then, eyes searching hers while he thinks of what to say in order to navigate this situation.]

I hope this isn't too weird. I don't fit on the couch all that well. Too tall.