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“Jokes on you. I like bubble gum.”
a hesitant squint, watching, as Fade shifts closer. it is only when the mug begins to rise does it click in her ever-moving mind why.
“Ugh, quit that!” she groans, a hand up to push the cup away.
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,,You'll find the magic in coffee with age. You're too young to get it, yet." Fade proudly announced, but it was another wave of playfulness, simple teasing from behind the mug she kept sipping from. Mischievous grin&daring, feline-like gaze.
,,But truth is, I won't find the
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a mindless shrug. unsure if the circles around her eyes is smudged make-up or dark bags, it does not look like Fade was fine. but hey, at least Neon tried to help ... sort of. although she can not even stand the smell of a freshly brewed cup,
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A sconrful, bitter scoff, followed with an eyeroll.
,,I'm fine," she grunted, stretching right towards her coffee, as if taking her own child within her embrace, cradling it.
,,This is what helped me through the darkest of times. I'd be dying without my bitter, horrible cup of
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can we get new couches for the community room? my back has not stopped aching from my last nap on them.
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unfortunately, she is briefly familiar with those daunting tendrils. lurking in every day tasks and as back-up in high-stake missions, the thought of a looming nightmare is never a good one. they are frightening.
“I’d consider dropping the coffee for a bit,” she says,
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Truth was, Hazal adored sleeping, as she was always plush within her cheeks with her laptop — at least usually. But she had her ways in staying alive and awake, as her nightmare took control of hers and many other's surrounding dreams, too. Creeping around like smoke filling
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a shiver, her nose crinkling up in distaste. it would be near impossible to function if she feared letting her head hit the pillow; with all the electric energy and running around, ensuring she is well rested is a must.
“I feel my skin crawl just thinking about that,” she
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I love sleep, but something always comes with it. If not nightmares, then my consciousness that keeps me awake. Sometimes I sense things happening before they do and I go a little crazy.
But, alas. I'm fine. I knock out randomly sometimes.
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wha—— wait a minute, how are you not dead? like, sleeping once every few days. how do you manage to stand on two feet?
something I enjoy ( is ) sleep. but I get the impression you disagree.
a little company is probably better than sulking alone, huh?
I usually go out for a run to clear my head, but I dunno? it’s late. only I can’t fall asleep. go figure.