RP: Nap Time? Who: Landon, Eva, Faustus Where: break room When: later afternoon Rating/warnings: None Summary: Lan deal with his first day of work after a patrol Status: Closed
Lan leaned heavily against the wall, tilting his head enough to see the clock when he cracked his eyelid open. He had half an hour; surely that was enough time to have a little nap.
Right?
He'd been yawning most of the morning, been moderately sloppy during training, and likely wasn't earning any praise from his supervisors and the actual aurors.
In fairness to him, he'd had a really rough night. Even after they'd gotten Tris home and in Ace's hands, he'd still been worried - and Tris had been whimpering. He was sure not every patrol was going to end up with Tris bellyflopping on a bear trap.
Lan grinned a little at the mental imagery. Only Tris could swing something like that. Only he would have that sort of spectacular luck. Shifting slightly, he yawned again and glanced to the clock once more before letting his eyes flutter closed again.