[center]T A Y L O R[/center]

Taylor was laying on his back, arms resting on his stomach, far into his sleep. His lips were parted just a little, as his breathing was heavy. His long eyelashes rested against his cheeks, as they sometimes fluttered in his sleep. He didn't notice when Amelia changed his shirts to her own pillow. He just groaned deeply, and tried to bat her away with his hand as he turned to the side. He slept for another half an hour, until his back and rips hurt from the floor. 
Taylor woke up to a faint 'bye' and sat up with a soft groan. He let a broad hand, slide through his blonde hair, making it more messy than it was in the first place. He looked at the couch, only to see it was empty. He yawned again, looking around for Amelia. Taylor stood up, stretched his arms and cracked his spine once, and rolled his shoulders.
"...Amelia?" he called carefully, not seeing her at all. He quickly bend over to get on his shirt and plaid. His eyes didn't notice the bowl of cereal standing on the side table, but his stomach did. It roared to him, as he rolled his eyes. He could eat like a horse, and not gain a pound of it. Perhaps he might even loose a little weight every time he ate something. He let out a soft sigh, and pulled on the plaid. 
[@ineffable]