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Wriothesley shoves his hands into his pockets and watches his own feet for a moment. "I've… been sleeping, yes."
Neuvillette reaches out and catches Wriothesley by the elbow, and they both pause mid-step. Wriothesley turns in his grip, realizing belatedly that the move positions him within inches of Neuvillette's face. Wriothesley meets his gaze for only a moment - Neuvillette is staring at him with such intensity that he can't help but avert his eyes.
"You must think me an exceedingly poor judge," Neuvillette says lowly, "if you think I cannot tell you are lying."
Wriothesley can't sleep - like, at all. Except, of course, when he's around Neuvillette. Then he can hardly stay awake.
Written as a character study of Wriothesley and a dive into the trauma he faced as a child, and what might happen if an unwelcome face from his murky past surfaced in the Fortress of Meropide, right under Wriothesley's nose.
Series
- Part 1 of every dog has its day