OOM: Home, at night

[latino_menace]

A few hours after this...

It's the middle of the night, not that Ramon's aware of it. He still sits in the chair, his neck at an awkward angle but totally oblivious.

The good thing about Atlantean, is that you're too passed out to dream. If he weren't so gone, he might have ones that he'd rather not have.

But as the night wears on, he does shift a little. He hadn't managed to ingest that much.

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[latino_menace]

'A good thing? The biggest deal of my life and I just murdered my brother and it drags me away a few minutes before it's all supposed to happen.' Beat. 'No, I don't think it's a good thing.'

He continues to stare at nothing. And after a minute or so, he releases Random's hand and stands, shedding the clothes that have partially been removed already, leaving only his boxers. Then he climbs back into bed and lies with his back to Random.

'Going to sleep.'

[underwater-owl.livejournal.com]

There's a fainter echo of the sound made earlier, the off-key, unintelligible 'don't mind me' noise.

Random doesn't close his eyes until much later.

He doesn't dream peacefully.