Dec. 10th, 2008

[identity profile] kuchren.livejournal.com
Aya had finally fallen asleep after tossing and turning in her bed for a good hour. When she awoke the next morning, the first thing she saw was the small pocket knife she'd carelessly thrown next to her alarm clock. That significantly darkened her day.

Sighing to herself, she pulled herself out of bed and took a quick shower, then got dressed for school. There was still enough time for breakfast, and Aya wasn't really in a hurry to get to school, of all things. She fixed a large pot of oatmeal - just in case the others decided to get up - and settled down in a chair with a cup of juice.
[identity profile] aki-jade.livejournal.com
When Schuldig left Nagi's room, he made a bee line for Brad's room. After checking on the man to make sure he was still breathing, and nothing terrible had happened in the half an hour or so that he was gone, he crawled back into bed beside the precog, cuddling up beside him and promptly falling asleep.

His dreams were filled with visions and memories, all revolving around himself and Brad. He wouldn't remember most of it when he woke up. His mind was trained for chaos. The upside was that since most of his dreams were either his own, Brad's, or a mixture of the two, it actually made it much easier to sleep peacefully, rather than having to struggle with the thoughts and dreams of a complete stranger.

When he awoke late in the morning the next day, it occurred to him that he didn't think he'd ever slept so well.

Though he would have to do something about Brad's hard as a rock bed.

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