minato arisato ([personal profile] compendiem) wrote in [community profile] repeter 2017-10-21 03:04 pm (UTC)

[ Personal space...! There's barely enough room for just himself in this little nook in the hall, and he's disgruntled enough to grunt his protest while he sits up and mirrors her position, knees to his chest and cheek on his knees, small as he can make himself as if a child playing hide and seek in his bedroom closet, holding his breath until the footsteps fade away. ]

...Doesn't matter.

[ He can sleep wherever; it's something of a skill one picks up in college, where the most accessible sleeping surfaces happen to be dormitory couches and campus benches when one wants to save the trip of walking to and from study spaces and instead just wake up and is instantly there. Haunted houses might be a bit of a stretch.

But it's fine, and he insists on this point by pushing back his hood and removing the earbuds from either side of his head and handing them over to Minako. They don't muffle the noise as well as ones that cover his entire ear, but they're light and aren't cheap either, although the noise cancelling technology doesn't cover human voices. He scrolls through his phone for something to play; his music selection is almost nonexistent, but lecture podcasts are just as good in this case— which sounds more boring, kidney function or liver enzymes? He can put her to sleep, and maybe then he can catch up on sleep himself. ]

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