[ The all-too familiar anomalies may be gone, but that doesn't mean that sleep is going to come easily. Clan Vamperion are crammed in a bathroom overnight, and no amount of blanketage can make that entirely comfortable.
Still. Sleep comes. Angel's is fitful, though, and at approximately fuck o'clock she awakens for the billionth time and decides that sleep can go eff itself. Maybe she'll just surf the network for a while. It's better than just lying there thinking about things that she can't do anything about.
So she opens her eyes. ]
ERK--!
[ "Erk" is not a thing that real people actually say when they are startled. Except this once. Angel honest-to-god fucking erks before covering her mouth with both hands.
Jack has been freaking watching her sleep and that's creepy as heck. WEIRDED OUT WHISPERING, HO. ]
action; night 231;
Still. Sleep comes. Angel's is fitful, though, and at approximately fuck o'clock she awakens for the billionth time and decides that sleep can go eff itself. Maybe she'll just surf the network for a while. It's better than just lying there thinking about things that she can't do anything about.
So she opens her eyes. ]
ERK--!
[ "Erk" is not a thing that real people actually say when they are startled. Except this once. Angel honest-to-god fucking erks before covering her mouth with both hands.
Jack has been freaking watching her sleep and that's creepy as heck. WEIRDED OUT WHISPERING, HO. ]
What the heck are you doing?!