Week 0, Thursday - Sandalphon

[fragileprophet]

[There's something...tense about the night. Maybe it's because it's the only night of the week with a curfew. It isn't too long after the dorms lock for the night, and without much else left to do but stew in nervous energy, Ion goes to bed without fuss.

And, in that nervous energy, he lays, unable to sleep, back to his roommate, trying not to toss and turn. Ultimately, he can't help himself, and he dares to call out softly.]

Are you asleep?

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[melancoffeea]

[Sandalphon, on his part, is content to lie on his side and stare at the wall until sleep claims his consciousness. Whatever happens the next day, he'll deal with it as it comes. That thought is interrupted, however, by a soft voice.]

Not yet.