Jamming Good with Weird and Gilly

Mick snorted in his sleep before waking from his slumber when he felt something in his hair. Gilly quickly withdrew his hand from the guitarist's hair and blushed slightly. Groaning awake a little, Mick opened his eyes slightly because he was needing a piss from all the booze.

"Ngh---what? Ziggy? What's going on?"

The blond shifting so he was sitting on the couch looking bleary eyed and clearly hungover. He had to use the toilet so quickly moved to the bathroom while Gilly stared at Ziggy with wide eyes.

"Do you think he knew we were touching his hair?"