▤ = falling asleep on them (if this is still open)
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Vittel had been working hard, and admirably so. Since so much of the core staff for the Sindria Trading Company had been absent for so long, the lion’s share of the administrative duties had fallen onto Vittel’s shoulders.
It came to no surprise, then, that in the middle of debriefing the week’s expenses the ex-assassin had traipsed off to the Land of Nod, right on Sinbad’s shoulder. The violet-haired teen considered waking him up with a shake to the shoulder but decided against it; he’d earned his rest, and a little bit of shut-eye certainly wouldn’t hurt, what with how much overtime he’d put in recently.
Carefully shifting the other’s weight so that he rested on the chair only and not on his shoulder, Sinbad fished out a blanket from a nearby storeroom and draped it over Vittel, tucking the corners in securely.
Scribbling a quick note on the desk, Sinbad tiptoed out of the room, closing the door on his way out. Work could wait a bit.
You need to take care of yourself too, Vittel! Thank you for your hard work.
-Sinbad
