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Half asleep and fighting the urge to nod back off with his head against the table, Reki yawns so hard his jaw clicks. Lang glances up from his plate, and grimaces before yawning right back.
Reki chuckles, squinting at his plate as another yawn claws its way out of him.
“I guess yawning really is contagious, huh?” Langa says, chuckling.
Eyelids drooping, Reki sighs and doesn’t reply, dozing off. Without warning, Reki’s elbow slips off the edge of the table, and he awakes with a jolt. “Wh-What?” he mumbles.
Langa smiles fondly. “You need to go to bed earlier, Reki.”