Tony Stark

Tony had gone to bed in his own bed rather than the couch or the cot down in the lab for a change. He'd even slept well! Well, better than he had for the past few months. So, when he woke up certain that this reeeaaally wasn't his bed, it came as a bit of a shock.

He slunk on out of the bed, trying to figure out where he was and just how he'd gotten there. And hey, it was a fancy apartment, so maybe he hadn't been kidnapped or something stupid. But, just to be safe, he latched onto the phone he found in the kitchen, dialing Rhodey's number so he could get the hell out of here and back to his dorm.

( I just really like Rhodey, okay? )

[Open! Guests, tiny housemate, a particularly determined hedgehog... go for it!]