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[mend_and_defend]

[ooc: Millitimed to last night: Bob realizes he just did something very, very stupid.]

Bob didn't sleep well last night.

Correction: Bob didn't sleep last night

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[vs_nuggan]

The single mother in the corner takes pity on the fatigued. Comes with the territory.

Which is why the book is carefully replaced with a cushion and a blanket is laid over him.

[mend_and_defend]

They will be much appreciated when he finally wakes up. His cheek was getting bruised.

[vs_nuggan]

She sits nearby and plays with the baby on the carpet.

[skidrowseymour]

Does whistling wake him up? Because Seymour is whistling the chorus of Johnny B. Goode, and dragging his pushbroom behind him.

He stops as he passes Bob's table. Clearly he's wondering the question asked in the entrance post.

[mend_and_defend]

Bob is way too exhausted for anything that simple to wake him.

[skidrowseymour]

If he were in this position, would he want someone to do the same? Seymour thinks for a minute.

Nervously, he clears his throat. "Um, Bob. Hey!" This is said as marginally louder than normal speaking volume. He was whistling louder than this.

[mend_and_defend]

He mumbles something, but doesn't wake up.

[mend_and_defend]

The thing is, generally, when you scan a sprite, they can feel that they're being scanned.

Which is why Bob flinches and squirms in his sleep, then opens his eyes to look at Harper.

"Who're you?"

[mend_and_defend]

Bob sits up a little more and offers his hand. "Bob, Guardian 452 of System Mainframe, and what makes you think I'm a droid?"