Room 330 | Tuesday Afternoon

[thegreywaren]

Eventually, insomnia (that's what Ronan was going to blame it on, at least) caught up to him. Eventually, he had to sleep. And even though he'd fought it for so long, he also had to dream.

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[wildandbrave]

Cosette had heard the shout from down the hall right as she'd gotten out of the stairwell, but it wasn't until she opened the door and spotted Ronan that she realized where it might have come from.

"Is everything all right?" she asked, quickly shutting the door behind her again.

Which -- clearly -- it wasn't, but it seemed rude to open with a politer version of 'you look terrible.'

[thegreywaren]

"Why wouldn't it be?" Ronan asked, pressing the shirt hard against the bleeding claw marks on his shoulder and suppressing a wince. "Just having a nice wake up after a nice nap."

Sure, sure, that was it.

[wildandbrave]

Cosette crossed her arms and gave him a stern look. "And did you manage to hurt yourself before you had that nice nap, by any chance?"

[thegreywaren]

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Ronan asked, amused and avoiding the question. He was talented like that.