...Right. Wedged underneath his armpit at some point, either as he was drifting away to sleep or after it had already enshrouded him. His eyes close. His eyebrows furrow, and the back of his (gloved) hand scrapes across his cheekbone and his eye to scrape away the last of the drowsiness. An exhale soon follows.
And, without even the most cusorary adknowledgement of his sleeping habits:]
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...Right. Wedged underneath his armpit at some point, either as he was drifting away to sleep or after it had already enshrouded him. His eyes close. His eyebrows furrow, and the back of his (gloved) hand scrapes across his cheekbone and his eye to scrape away the last of the drowsiness. An exhale soon follows.
And, without even the most cusorary adknowledgement of his sleeping habits:]
Remind me why we're [You're.] doing this again.