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pocketpretzels) wrote2024-08-02 11:08 pm
pocketpretzels) wrote2024-08-02 11:08 pm
Midnight Manor Private Residence, Saturday Morning
Watts still wasn't sleeping well, and so at some point Friday night- or possibly, technically speaking, Saturday morning- he'd slipped out of bed and, after scrawling a quick note for Steven (Library - L) on the notepad he kept by the bed for such purposes, headed down to the library to attempt to occupy himself with some piano practice.
He'd never actually made it back upstairs, stumbling sleepily to the couch when he could no longer keep his eyes open. There he'd slept, finally, until- well, at some point Fandom did its thing and it was no longer Watts on the couch at all, but someone else entirely.
He'd never actually made it back upstairs, stumbling sleepily to the couch when he could no longer keep his eyes open. There he'd slept, finally, until- well, at some point Fandom did its thing and it was no longer Watts on the couch at all, but someone else entirely.