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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Aug 2, 2016 14:41:03 GMT -5
Night befell island, and in time, it was broken by the warm light of dawn.
In the calm of the morning, Toby slept peacefully, still curled up on the couch. The young man hadn't stirred since the evening prior, and he showed no signs of waking up by his own accord anytime soon. It seemed that he was just too cozy to end his nap. Not to mention how cute he looked lying there.
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Post by DMis on Aug 2, 2016 14:45:31 GMT -5
Chrys was starting to wake up. At first her mind was wondering why she was still in her day clothes, then she saw Toby with his head on her lap. Oh... that happened... she thought as she calmly watched.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Aug 2, 2016 14:54:38 GMT -5
Aside from the rhythmic rise and fall of his shoulders as he breathed, Toby did not move, completely undeterred as Chrys started to rouse beneath him. Not even the 9:30 sunlight shining directly in his face disturbed his slumber.
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Post by DMis on Aug 2, 2016 15:10:42 GMT -5
Chrys wiggled again. "Toby.... I need to get up," she offered softly.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Aug 2, 2016 15:21:40 GMT -5
"Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..."
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Post by DMis on Aug 2, 2016 15:26:50 GMT -5
"Toby."
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Aug 2, 2016 15:30:51 GMT -5
"Nnnnnnnnnggggggggghhhhhhhhh..."
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Post by DMis on Aug 2, 2016 15:36:08 GMT -5
"Tobias. I need to get up to use the restroom," Chrys asdmitted. She wasn't going to be heartless and shove him off of her person.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Aug 2, 2016 15:45:38 GMT -5
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmynumsnudtubiuz..." Finally, the stirrings got him to move. Albeit very minutely. "I dun fee gut..."
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Post by DMis on Aug 2, 2016 15:47:40 GMT -5
Chrys rested her hand on his forehead. "Toby... I'm right here... Need me to get you something?"
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Aug 2, 2016 15:51:33 GMT -5
"I d- I dunno..." Toby continued to mumble. "I j- n-nee- fine suh sleep... M-May... Mayb a wadder..."
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Post by DMis on Aug 2, 2016 15:58:41 GMT -5
"Can you sit up long enough for me to get you a cup of water?"
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Aug 2, 2016 16:08:12 GMT -5
Toby just groaned, not exactly responding otherwise for a moment or two. Eventually, he mustered up enough energy to lift himself up, arms shaking beneath what felt like ten tons. Once he was sitting up straight, he immediately flopped backwards, resting his head on a pillow, groaning again and covering his eyes with his arm. "Too brigh..."
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Post by DMis on Aug 2, 2016 16:28:39 GMT -5
Chrys moved quickly. She shut the curtains and then went to get the water.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Aug 2, 2016 16:33:45 GMT -5
Once he had settled back in, Toby once again stopped moving. He just didn't have the energy. He couldn't even figure out why. He had a good night's sleep, well over eight hours, and though he was used to waking up late, he never woke up feeling this groggy. This disoriented. What was wrong now?
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