I think I managed to sleep a single hour, and maybe even counting it as a whole hour is an exaggeration. I swear I tried.
Nothing like sweet old Sleep Deprivation. I'll probably be watching the pretty colors in the ceiling tonight if I'm unable to sleep again, though. Fucking insomnia.
In other news, I was thoroughly topped by
allira_dream to watch Blood+.
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"Here. Painkillers." Adil handed him a glass of water and two white pills.
Roland nodded, still drowsy with half-absorbed vodka and too little sleep. He drank the water in one sitting, mechanically pouring more in his glass from the jar by the nightstand.
"You had a deadline today." Adil stated it as a matter of fact, rather unnecessarily. "I gave your teacher the essay. This is the last time I save your ass, though."
"I'm sorry, I just..." Roland gestured towards the desk, referring more to the laptop than the bottles. "Needed to untangle some ideas."
Adil sighed, sitting in the bed. He was frowning, his voice stern, but rather than being angry, it was his way of showing concern. "I don't know what you were thinking, Roland. That's not even homework."
"It's important, nevertheless." Roland said, smiling weakly. "Really, don't worry so much. It's not like I'm planning to make an habit out of this." And he was referring to the alcohol, this time.
"Hn."
"For real. I promise." Roland reassured him, one hand caressing Adil's shoulders until the other exhaled, visibly relaxing a bit. "Let's see what's for lunch, 'kay?"
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