Have a nice nap. I'm awake now. Another yawn catches him. Sure there is. Okay, so I'll make coffee or somethin'.
Grant fights with the bedclothes for another moment, and sits up.
No terribly pressing matters. A grin flashes in answer. Alex rakes a hand through his hair, ostensibly trying to set it to rights. Better ways to wake up, if you ask me. Grant slides an arm around him.