but it does little to sober him, his eyes shutting in clear discomfort, sniffling with a sick noise in his throat. another shiver later, and he's a least looking a little better. perhaps expelling all those chemicals is actually good for you, though he's not in the right frame of mind right now to reflect on it too deeply. )
S-Sorry... I, owe... ya, really... stranger...
( the stress of the night has clearly taken its toll on him inside-and-out, but at least it's finally clicked for him that this is... a flesh-and-blood person, perhaps, after physically putting a hand on him. he's about hit his limit in this thread. )
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bag it is, then.
naturally, 𝗔̶𝗡̶ 𝗜̶𝗡̶𝗗̶𝗘̶𝗦̶𝗖̶𝗥̶𝗘̶𝗣̶𝗜̶𝗧̶ 𝗦̶𝗖̶𝗘̶𝗡̶𝗘̶ 𝗢̶𝗖̶𝗖̶𝗨̶𝗥̶𝗦̶.̶.̶.̶
but it does little to sober him, his eyes shutting in clear discomfort, sniffling with a sick noise in his throat. another shiver later, and he's a least looking a little better. perhaps expelling all those chemicals is actually good for you, though he's not in the right frame of mind right now to reflect on it too deeply. )
S-Sorry... I, owe... ya, really... stranger...
( the stress of the night has clearly taken its toll on him inside-and-out, but at least it's finally clicked for him that this is... a flesh-and-blood person, perhaps, after physically putting a hand on him. he's about hit his limit in this thread. )