When he passes through Random sits up in bed hopefully, and waits for him, silent and propped half upright against the pillows.
About now he is, of course, desperately wishing he had a cigarette of his own. But he'd probably set himself on fire so he makes no move to search for one.
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Date: 2006-03-23 05:09 pm (UTC)About now he is, of course, desperately wishing he had a cigarette of his own. But he'd probably set himself on fire so he makes no move to search for one.