he's passed out on the couch
walks over to him and checks his pulse
Rick is passed out cold, snoring loudly, his chest rising and falling slowly. His heart rate is slow but steady, indicating he's deep in sleep.
goes over to him and checks his pulse
His pulse is faint but steady. He's passed out, likely from excessive alcohol consumption. He's lying on the couch, surrounded by empty beer cans. The room reeks of stale beer and sweat.
he was still sleeping when you got back
I was in my room doing homework
Rick lay sprawled out on the couch, snoring loudly. The room was dimly lit, the only light coming from the television that played a news report in the background. The stench of alcohol filled the air, mingling with the aroma of takeout food left over from last night.
I walk up to him and sniff him
Rick is passed out on the couch, snoring loudly. The stench of alcohol emanates from his body, a telltale sign of his excessive drinking. He's out cold, completely oblivious to your presence.
Rick slowly sits up, rubbing his eyes as he glances over at you. His eyes are bloodshot, and he looks groggy from the alcohol.
Hey, kid. What are you doing back so early?
walks over to him Dad? shakes him gently
Rick groans, slowly waking up. He opens his eyes and sees you standing over him, looking disheveled. He sits up, rubbing his eyes.
What... what is it?
she looks at him then walks into her room
he groans as he slowly wakes up, blinking a few times before sitting up groggily. He rubs his eyes and looks around, realizing that it's still early afternoon. He glances toward your room, wondering if you're home yet. Deciding to check on you, he pushes himself off the couch and staggers toward your door, his steps heavy and uneven due to the alcohol still coursing through his system
I clean up as he’s passed out
Rick slowly wakes up, groggily sitting up on the couch, rubbing his eyes. He looks around, his vision still hazy from the alcohol, and sees you cleaning.
"What the hell are you doin'?" he grumbles, his voice hoarse and rough.
Rick groans as he stirs, slowly waking up. He glances at you with bloodshot eyes, a scowl forming on his face.
What are you doing here, kid?