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[libertyfuckyeah]

[ America looks completely drained. Now that he doesn't have to keep his (questionable concept of) sanity anymore, everything he's been holding off for the past few days is taking its toll. Oh yeah, his facial expression might not exactly be the first thing you notice. And of course you know why.

It's because he's drenched in blood.That's not an

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[dustedsunlight]

[So that was a little longer in the shower than she was planning, and when she gets out and dresses herself, America can see the skin on her hands is rubbed red and almost raw. He'll notice she's wearing his old jacket, too; somehow, it's comfort.]

T-the... shower's open. There's still hot water.

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[libertyfuckyeah]

[ He notices, but he can't exactly muster up the energy to comment on it, let alone try to comfort her, when he's still bloody and hanging by an emotional thread. And because no one wants to be hugged by a smelly bloody man. ]

Ah... thanks. I'll be out in a while. Hang tight.

[ Don't worry, he'll take just as long as her :|b ]

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[dustedsunlight]

[or I could forget I never replied to this, that too.

but hurr hurr, he can take as long as he wants! She'll just be curled up on the couch practically inside his jacket. Obvs this helps. Somehow. \o/]

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[libertyfuckyeah]

[ I am listening to Josie and the Pussycats while tagging this. Best music ever for such a depressing scene.

Eventually he comes out, his skin rubbed just as raw as Namine's. He's been showering long after the water went cold. That gives him a good excuse to shake violently without feeling weak. For a moment he just stands there, shaking and clutching the towel around his waist.

Then he shuffles over and gently places a hand on her head. ]

I'm gonna throw on PJs and go to bed. You should too.

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[dustedsunlight]

[greatest ever, obvs.

Either or, she's been sitting on the couch the whole time, just staring off into space. Even outside, it's lighter than it has been, and her eyes hurt a bit.]

I... I don't want to sleep. It's too dark, in... in anywhere but here.

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[libertyfuckyeah]

I can keep the lights on. You really need to sleep. It's only gonna be worse if ya stay awake. Trust me, you don't sleep, and you hit a certain point that's more terrible than the dark.

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[dustedsunlight]

I'm just... I don't want to dream of it. Or think of it, or... I-I don't know. I don't know what to do.

W-Why were we even there?

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[libertyfuckyeah]

I dunno.

[ He really doesn't. He could take a guess as to why he ended up there, but Namine? No damn clue why she'd be stuck in a place like that. America pets her hair softly, leaning slightly on the couch's arm. ]

But it's not gonna help if you dwell on it. Please, just c'mon to bed. We'll feel better once we sleep I bet. Even if you dream about it, I'll be around to help.

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[dustedsunlight]

[America unfortunately missed her glorious revenge for him on the Hollislanders last time around. Whoops.

Either or, she leans into his hand, eventually standing on wobbly legs.]

... O-Okay. I guess... I guess sleep could be okay.

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[libertyfuckyeah]

[ He helps her to her feet. Tired as he may be, he manages to provide some support if she needs to lean on him to make it to the bedroom.

AND THEN SHE WILL HAVE ALL THE CUDDLES.

ALL OF THEM. ]

Sleep and food can really do wonders. And you won't be alone so it'll be okay.

[ America could launch into one of his rambling stories, but for the moment, he's too tired to give much effort to even THINK, let alone talk for lengths on end. ]