yesterday is a promise that you've broken; (locked to Haruhi)

[aplaceofyourown]

[so, the events of yesterday night have left Kazuya not only completely confused (and bruised up), but he also now has an insufferable redhead on his couch. Currently asleep, and covered with a blanket, but who knows when that will change. For now, he's sprawled out on the floor, sketchpad open, drawing. And waiting for Haruhi to wake up.]

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[direplans]

[Haruhi does not particularly want to wake up, but he has no choice in it. He stirs, aching in nearly every bone in his body, and makes no sound--merely rolls onto his back and winces.

Where is he? This is the first question.]

[aplaceofyourown]

[and hears the movement and kind of rolls over the other way, taking his sketchbook with him, so now he's sprawled on the floor but facing Haruhi.] ...you're awake, Mibu-san. [there's a hinted 'finally' in there.]

[direplans]

...How long was I out? [Last night--yesterday--ah. Haruhi's unsure of how much time has passed, and this is unacceptable--but he'snow, at least, somewhat aware of where he is and why.]

[aplaceofyourown]

Since last night. So all day today.