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[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy enters the bar, followed by his young son Alex. The toddler looks rather content, and is singing a song that sounds like an advert for pickles. Guppy looks somewhat less content, having just forked out several hundred pounds to repair the radiator in his living room.

He also ended up having to fend off a nosy journalist from the Holby

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[cheeky_bugger]

Travis is over by the fire today, half-way in uniform. He still looks positively knackered, but whether that's from totally failing to sleep the night before, or from a rough shift is anyone's guess.

He's currently staring into a cold cup of tea, and looking like he might just fall asleep right there.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy spots Travis. He feels a pang of sympathy for the guy - he's had to live with insomnia for a long time.

He gets up and goes over, bringing Alex with him, and sits near Travis.

"Hey." he says gently. "You okay?"

His nose is looking a bit better today. The swelling has nearly gone down, and he's used make up over the rest.

[cheeky_bugger]

"Huh?" Travis looks slightly startled at their presence. "Yeah, just, ya know. Couldn't sleep very well last night. Even tried going somewhere else, and it still didn't really work."

He shrugs indifferently. His new plan is to do what Nicholas does, and just run himself into the ground until he passes out. Probably not the healthiest way to go about it, but he's not sure what else to do.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy's tried that. He can vouch it doesn't work.

"From worrying?" he asks quietly.