seattle ; monday afternoon
Sam was pretty tired. With the increase in nightmares lately, it wasn't unexpected but it was annoying. He could deal with low levels of exhaustion but this was getting ridiculous. He constantly felt like someone was whispering in the back of his mind or that someone was right over his shoulder, smirking wickedly.
He needed to sleep. But right now, all he was doing was sitting up in his room, propped up by a bunch of pillows and covered with various blankets. The window across the room was open and he could see the rain hitting the window panes with some quiet thumps. Rain in Seattle. What a novel concept.
Sam rubbed his chin and realized he hadn't shaved lately either. He'd been so caught up with everything going on in his head that he was physically showing signs of exhaustion now too. If Brid saw him like this, she'd say something and then make him shave.
He'd do it later. Right now, he was just going to stay in bed, in his blanket fort to try and maybe get some sleep. But he doubted that'd happen.
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He needed to sleep. But right now, all he was doing was sitting up in his room, propped up by a bunch of pillows and covered with various blankets. The window across the room was open and he could see the rain hitting the window panes with some quiet thumps. Rain in Seattle. What a novel concept.
Sam rubbed his chin and realized he hadn't shaved lately either. He'd been so caught up with everything going on in his head that he was physically showing signs of exhaustion now too. If Brid saw him like this, she'd say something and then make him shave.
He'd do it later. Right now, he was just going to stay in bed, in his blanket fort to try and maybe get some sleep. But he doubted that'd happen.
[NFB but open for interactions]