[ the problem is it'd be hard for david to deny that ghost face has managed to bury himself a little in his psyche. it's not like he was quieter than normal because he was feeling chill and sedate — if anything, sex like that should've had him making a hell of a racket based on previous experience. nor is he more wary of shadows when he's here for no apparent reason. somewhere ghost face is probably very amused, beyond the odd prickle at the back of his neck with the sensation of being watched, david certainly never gave much of a shit about him before. ]
[ regardless, he sleeps for a good few hours. david's become a light sleeper since being in the fog, but the combination of the quiet, the comfort of the bed, and evan thoroughly wearing him out means he sleeps deeply enough that someone would have to make an effort to wake him up. and he feels relatively well-rested for it. almost doesn't want to get out of bed when he does wake up, but david manages to convince himself it's... maybe not the better option, but he shouldn't just stick around here until something forces him to leave. ]
[ carefully he gets out of bed, grunts in complaint at the discovery that his hips still ache a bit, and goes about finding his clothes in the dark. gets himself redressed as far as getting his pants and boots on before he remembers evan usually has that bucket and rag around; he can at least clean up what's dried on his stomach and hope the smell doesn't linger before he leaves. ]
[ if evan's not there when he comes out of the bedroom, that's what he'll do — clean up, get dressed, and piss off. if he is there, well. that's still what david will do, just maybe not with such of a rush to leave. ]
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[ regardless, he sleeps for a good few hours. david's become a light sleeper since being in the fog, but the combination of the quiet, the comfort of the bed, and evan thoroughly wearing him out means he sleeps deeply enough that someone would have to make an effort to wake him up. and he feels relatively well-rested for it. almost doesn't want to get out of bed when he does wake up, but david manages to convince himself it's... maybe not the better option, but he shouldn't just stick around here until something forces him to leave. ]
[ carefully he gets out of bed, grunts in complaint at the discovery that his hips still ache a bit, and goes about finding his clothes in the dark. gets himself redressed as far as getting his pants and boots on before he remembers evan usually has that bucket and rag around; he can at least clean up what's dried on his stomach and hope the smell doesn't linger before he leaves. ]
[ if evan's not there when he comes out of the bedroom, that's what he'll do — clean up, get dressed, and piss off. if he is there, well. that's still what david will do, just maybe not with such of a rush to leave. ]