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]

This is a sleeping position that he'll never forget, it's been ingrained for over six months now. The familiarity pulls him back to a time when he didn't feel the way he does tonight, and he's thankful for that.

'Alright.'

He doesn't know why it would be important but doesn't want to ask. He just shuts his eyes and tries not to think.

'Night.'

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"Night."

He sighs again, stifles a yawn, then yawns fully as he begins to drift off.

Sleep is better this time. More comfortable.

Everything is, with Ramon holding him again.