[ Drake has dried off and pulled on some pajama pants, and set out fresh clothes for Sharkface. He takes the glass gratefully and gestures to them. ]

Not anymore. I'm still dizzy, though. It's kind of like being super high past the point of it being fun.

[ He leans back against the headboard tiredly, sipping his water. ]

I might fall asleep while you're painting. If you hear the laundry singing can you put stuff in the dryer?