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Stirring from slumber. A bleary consciousness as eyes flutter open. Almost immediately something seems off. The bed is comfortable, and there's no commotion outside the room. However, he realizes, there is a soreness. One spanding from the chest to the back, specifically.

In a sleepy haze Black drags his hands over the area. Ah. The notable layer underneath his shirt. Of course. He passed out wearing his binder. That'd explain it.

With movements mixed with lethargy and cautiousness he works to remove both articles covering his torso. What a pain it is to remove a binder barely sitting up, not wanting to move any further than he needs to prevent possible injury. Not to mention maneuvering any part of your body with an ongoing form of literal pain.

Slowly but surely he manages it, flopping back down onto the mattress with relief right after. That part of the ordeal is over. Now comes waiting for the hurt to wear off. He just hopes no permanent damage has occurred.

He doubts a lot will get done today for him.

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