Friday 1.3

[ginnyvos.livejournal.com]

//Nagi. Naaaagi. Naaaaaa-kun. Wake up. Brad wants coffee, and he asked if you would make it.//

Nagi groned and burried himself in the warmth around him. After a bit, as the pestering got to be too much, he groaned again and collected his mind enough to send back //He must not really want to wake up then... Can't you make it? You're obviously very awake...//

He was tired. He was groggy and he didn't care about the world outside right now because he was also warm and comfortable and it seemed he'd survived the night without nightmares. Miracle of miracles. 

He guessed it had a lot to do with him being in Farf's room though, the older man protectively curled around them.

He tried to go to sleep once more but it was to no avail. //Damn it! If you want me to wake up than you have to give me some of your coffee...//

He cuddled into Farf a little more.

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[aki-jade.livejournal.com]

Schuldig yawned, mentally probing at Farfarello's mind, but not getting in too deep. Farfarello's dreamscape tended to be horrific at best, and he had no desire to get sucked into that.

"He's still sleeping. Though if he felt me poking around he might be up soon." Schuldig shrugged as he sipped his coffee, craning his neck to peer into the kitchen, trying to see how far along the food was.

[bloodyfarfie.livejournal.com]

Farfarello did wake up at the poking around in his head, grumbling a little as he got out of bed reluctantly. He'd been awake a few days straight pretty well, and had been enjoying getting caught up on his sleep. He sent some vaguely annoyed thoughts toward the telepath for waking him up.

He didn't bother getting changed, having fallen asleep in the clothes he'd worn the night before, and instead just walked out to the kitchen, yawning and stretching. "G'mornin'.."