[He gets it. And so, he closes his laptop, grabs his jacket and heads towards Flavo immediately. He's still tired looking, even if he's been trying to get a few more naps. The exhaustion of the memories, of everything he's done, has been enough to weigh him down extra. It's like he's in the same spot.
He can't ask Dextera to sleep with him every night. That's just unfair. It feels unfair, at least...
Anyway, he's at the house as fast as he can be, inside and lingering near the door, unable to sit down when he's thinking like this.]
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[He gets it. And so, he closes his laptop, grabs his jacket and heads towards Flavo immediately. He's still tired looking, even if he's been trying to get a few more naps. The exhaustion of the memories, of everything he's done, has been enough to weigh him down extra. It's like he's in the same spot.
He can't ask Dextera to sleep with him every night. That's just unfair. It feels unfair, at least...
Anyway, he's at the house as fast as he can be, inside and lingering near the door, unable to sit down when he's thinking like this.]