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[Waking up in bed was perfect, because he didn't want to be anywhere else. He lays there for as long as he can, feeling tired and wretched and little sick. Feeling people die is just a thing he can do. A buzzing in the ears, worse if he's attached. Had he gotten so attached already? It was Bianca all over again.]
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Hey, um, I felt ... Are you okay?
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[He drags himself out of the apartment around noon for coffee and something to do. Something to do is pull his hood up over his head, find something hot to drink, and settle in somewhere where he can see people. That's what he needs to see. Living, breathing people.]