[ he's a little bit more aware of the dustiness of the room this time around, probably because they didn't just fuck in it, it irritates his nose a little but not enough to be a problem. david just lays down on his back and settles in, drifting off relatively quickly. ]
[ when he wakes up a few hours later, he just lays there for a little while. partially because he is so much more sore than he was when he went to sleep, but also some of the weirdness of this has just sunk in. this is weird, there's no getting around that. even accounting for how fucked up it is to be hooking up with a killer, or whatever the fuck evan's deal is, this is a strange situation. ]
[ he rubs his eyes with the heels of his hands with a tired groan, staring at the ceiling afterward. listening for the sound of evan working outside to try and figure out what leaving's going to look like — or rather, how much he's going to have to pretend he's definitely not in any pain at all. ]
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[ when he wakes up a few hours later, he just lays there for a little while. partially because he is so much more sore than he was when he went to sleep, but also some of the weirdness of this has just sunk in. this is weird, there's no getting around that. even accounting for how fucked up it is to be hooking up with a killer, or whatever the fuck evan's deal is, this is a strange situation. ]
[ he rubs his eyes with the heels of his hands with a tired groan, staring at the ceiling afterward. listening for the sound of evan working outside to try and figure out what leaving's going to look like — or rather, how much he's going to have to pretend he's definitely not in any pain at all. ]