[Honestly, Ain sleeps like the fucking dead. He is Out. Gone. One would be forgiven for thinking he really did die, but no, he's fine! He's okay! He's just tired.
He sleeps in longer than he ordinarily would. The sun is high in the sky when he finally wakes up and begins extracting himself from the blankets, yawning, and then he gives Wolfwood's belly a patpat. He sure is snoring huh.]
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Date: 2025-06-21 09:05 pm (UTC)He sleeps in longer than he ordinarily would. The sun is high in the sky when he finally wakes up and begins extracting himself from the blankets, yawning, and then he gives Wolfwood's belly a patpat. He sure is snoring huh.]
Good morning...
[Yaaaaaaawn]