[ Who cares about dignity? Sleep is so much better.
Sadly, his ancient powers have latched onto the flicker of consciousness and refuse to be quiet, urging him to wake up. Cale furrows his brows and moves his arm as though trying to pull a blanket up over his head. Feeling no weight or resistance finally forces him to, with great reluctance, force himself to wake up.
...Or at least open his eyes.
Cale blinks. Squints his eyes and blinks again.
Glances around without moving his head, taking stock of the situation. ]
...No. I refuse.
[ He closes his eyes and rolls over, determined to fall asleep again and pretend that he isn't at a fucking party. ]
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Sadly, his ancient powers have latched onto the flicker of consciousness and refuse to be quiet, urging him to wake up. Cale furrows his brows and moves his arm as though trying to pull a blanket up over his head. Feeling no weight or resistance finally forces him to, with great reluctance, force himself to wake up.
...Or at least open his eyes.
Cale blinks. Squints his eyes and blinks again.
Glances around without moving his head, taking stock of the situation. ]
...No. I refuse.
[ He closes his eyes and rolls over, determined to fall asleep again and pretend that he isn't at a fucking party. ]