[Being given permission (not that he needed it to enter their room), he sneaks his way inside, shutting the door behind him. He rushes over to the bed to do a big hop onto it on his back, his body bouncing a bit before he snugs his head into the pillow.]

Fun? Maybe. But gosh, I'm exhausted! [As if right on cue, he releases out a yawn, while stretching his arms up.]

Never realized parties could be even more draining when you're not the one running around crazy drunk.