my eyes are open || incomplete ; dead

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| PRESENT ;
| caim & ava ;
| ava goes to visit one of her little troublemakers, ok ;
| sometime, probably very recently ;
| library ;

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It was the only place that time seemed to stand still, anymore: a dreamless sleep in a secluded area of a library long since abandoned. Caim had found during the days of old that he spent most of his time in here because he wanted to be left alone; wanted to hide and be able to absorb his readings that he never had enough time for. And when he fell asleep here, it wasn't so much by choice but instead only because he never wanted to waste a rare free second he had. At home, Erielle would tug him away when she was around. At home, he risked being within easy reach of the others looking for any excuse to make him do more than necessary just because. And at home, sometimes, it just wasn't quite private enough

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Someone saying his name called him back to reality, the oubliette and all its hell melting away into blackness, startling him as he was thrown from the subconscious state to reality again. And when the book slid from underneath him, Caim flinched, barely registering the words being spoken. But it didn't matter, because he could hear her voice and her tone and it was her, so that was enough. "It's not really," he admitted, lifting himself to sit upright. A yawn interrupted him and he shook his head in an attempt to make the grogginess go away. Brown eyes went to focus on her now, searching just long enough to identify 'which' Ava he was dealing with and how to proceed. "But, it's okay." (Because even if nothing else matters, deep down he can't let go. Beyond his friends and family, to all those people not involved, but now are in an eternal state of rest