"You're tellin' me. Shits fuckin' messy." Another groan as Ashton rubs his face again before sighing and sitting up. "Sorry...sorta just barged in..."

He takes a moment to glance around, clocks the flowers, and smiles. "Mr. I-Don't-Know-What-Love-Is sitting here putting flowers on his pillow?" He teased, lightly punching the bard in the shoulder.