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[hystericull]

[He breathed into the fabric that rustled around his torso, wrapped around his arms and legs and basically constricted him in a way that he couldn't quite figure out how to escape from. He was supposed to meet Karkat here, but... had he fallen asleep? How long was he laying here, in this pile of junk and sheets and random, discarded clothing he'd stolen found strewn about? It didn't matter. He'd keep waiting here, until the little guy showed up. He was good at w... good at...]

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[NO. No, he couldn't fall asleep! He couldn't... fall... but, he was so tired, and the room was so empty and dark and... nnnzzzzzz...]