Let's get fucked up and die. I'm riding hard on the last legs of every lie.
[down a lesser used hallway, your friendly neighborhood stalker a certain 14th is passed out on the floor. This was probably caused by him drinking his weight in that crazy tea, right after watching Road order the akuma housing Mana's soul to self-destruct... plus the fact he doesn't sleep all that often--the crash did him in. He probably won't wake up easily either.
It's not that unusual for the 14th to fall asleep in odd places, since he makes it a habit to stay awake as long as possible until he finally collapses somewhere--but usually he manages to find a room to collapse in, not just conk out in the middle of a hallway. This time, however, he's looks like he just slid right down the wall and puddled on the ground beside it.
It's also not unusual for him to have rather horrible nightmares--hence why he doesn't enjoy sleeping. Thank the screwed up subconscious (and Rhode) for that.
But if he starts trying to tear his face off, you'll know why.]
[[try to wake him up? kick him in the head? anything's fine.]]
It's not that unusual for the 14th to fall asleep in odd places, since he makes it a habit to stay awake as long as possible until he finally collapses somewhere--but usually he manages to find a room to collapse in, not just conk out in the middle of a hallway. This time, however, he's looks like he just slid right down the wall and puddled on the ground beside it.
It's also not unusual for him to have rather horrible nightmares--hence why he doesn't enjoy sleeping. Thank the screwed up subconscious (and Rhode) for that.
But if he starts trying to tear his face off, you'll know why.]
[[try to wake him up? kick him in the head? anything's fine.]]