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Jan 04, 2009 17:39

Two days, and Jim was about ready to jump off the balcony for something to do. He was banned from cleaning. From fixing things. From doing anything that wasn't being still and healing.

Sleeping on the futon wasn't helping. He was sleeping, sure. Which was a step up. Until last night.

Last night, Blair had slept up in Jim's room. And Jim found himself not sleeping again. So in the morning, on the third day or enforced rest, Jim was cranky, bored and tired. And trying very hard not to take it out on Blair. Which meant making breakfast and morning coffee for them both.
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