[ startles out of a strange little moment of self-reflection that dean's revelation brought on. he'd just assumed he would have tossed and turned and made noises, or kicked and thrashed while sleeping, since the entire process is one that he's had little practice doing and can still be fairly uncomfortable. learning that he sleeps like a plank of wood, which he assumes means very still and rigid, is interesting. ]
[ still, dean's reluctance to acknowledge what's happened, the few moments that aren't really few anymore, isn't getting less frustrating. ]
I generally do things wrong when they don't make sense to me.
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[ still, dean's reluctance to acknowledge what's happened, the few moments that aren't really few anymore, isn't getting less frustrating. ]
I generally do things wrong when they don't make sense to me.