i want to feel the way i feel when i'm asleep

(i’m moving my muses off to @cognitiveechoes and hope to return to that blog very soon)

“We’re still exhausted. Everything feels heavy as hell.”

“Also, due to some outside circumstances, many many plots will be dropped or considered resolved. If you want to continue something, approach us or it goes in the archives.”

“We’re not dead yet. In fact, I feel a little more alive than I used to.”

He relaxes even more when the blanket is wrapped around him. Her sleeping beauty is at peace.

“...zzzzz...”

“... I have... the absolute worst headache... Did something happen?”

“You ever just wish you could off someone and be done with having to put up with them?”

“It was decent enough. I’ve gathered my sanity up and put it back in my head, at least.”

“No, it’s just annoying.” you seriously think this man knows anything about creepypasta

“Agh--” Help, he can’t stop this onslaught! Al wheezes in surprise. “Sorry for up and going silent -- gah, Luce!” Despite his protests, he isn’t making any motion to stop her.

“... Erm, that’s a little rude to ask, you know. It’s quite natural.” (And it doesn’t change colors on switching.)

“Oh no.” He knows that sound, as a Londoner. He very much knows that sound.

“... To break routine today and actually leave the house, or not?”