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>Be Sollux.
>Open your computer.
>Notice what time it is.
“Perfect.” You say, almost unentertained by how late you are.
You’re not “perfectly punctual” by any means but you sure try to be. Lately it’s been a lot more difficult to get up. You’re barely getting out of bed to eat and take care of yourself, though there was never much effort put into that to begin with; it seems to be progressively getting worse. Not that you care.
You can’t quite put a finger on where you got the energy to get out of bed today of all days, but it's not like you're complaining. You actually made a meal for yourself and snatched a few bottles of water–along with various sodas–out of your pantry to stash in your room for the time being.
Right, back to the task at hand, checking your notifications.
CG -> “_________” - 1:15 PM
GA -> “___________ _____ __________” - 4:42
“Hhhhh” you sigh, they’re most likely asleep by now and you don’t want to bother them. In fact, you’re feeling rather tired yourself.
You lean back in your chair and start to pass out when you feel hands on either of your shoulders. You don’t panic at first, not even realizing what was going on. But the moment you registered the pressure of hands on your shoulders you jumped forward, quickly looking behind you to see who was there.
.
.
.
Nobody.
“Gog fuckiing damniit. iim 2tho 2thiick of of the2e damn 2thleep delu2ionth2.”
You cover your face with your hands and groan, all those late nights you spent watching videos instead of sleeping are starting to catch up with you.
“Whatever.”
You decide that if you’re ever going to get out of this chair and back in your bed it’ll be now.
Stretching as you walk, you make your way back to your bed–though, it looks more like a nest than anything. You get cozy in your swamp of pillows and blankets and being to drift asleep when you feel your blankets being pulled over you and a kiss on your forehead.
“What the actual fuck ii2 goiing on.” is all you manage before rolling on your side and drifting to sleep.