[thread] lay me down to sleep [downtown]
Who: sleeping Cain, sleeping Riff
Where: Lower floor of Bakura's swanky new complex
What: Fluff Angst A pleasent dream unknowningly shared by dear friends
When: Before Ashura's tantrum
Rating: PG for the preludes of much angsting [subject to change]
It had been one of those long, exhausting days one didn't properly understand even after hours of mulling over things and trying to make sense of the world. Cain particularly hated those days when they couldn't be ended with a warm bath and strong cup of tea.
Sighing, he settled himself into one of the undamaged beds, not caring that he was still wearing the suit he'd worn the past few days straight. It hardly mattered; there was no one to impress, particularly so late at night. Worry about Merry, safe with the others but not by his side, nagged at him until with a sigh he buried his face in the pillow, willing himself to sleep by imagining a warm familiar hand brushing at his hair...
...and woke suddenly, fully convinced that Riff was actually by his side.
[[ooc: Emi, wanted to check in with you about this, but I've got real life in regular and dream in italics?]]
Where: Lower floor of Bakura's swanky new complex
What: Fluff Angst A pleasent dream unknowningly shared by dear friends
When: Before Ashura's tantrum
Rating: PG for the preludes of much angsting [subject to change]
It had been one of those long, exhausting days one didn't properly understand even after hours of mulling over things and trying to make sense of the world. Cain particularly hated those days when they couldn't be ended with a warm bath and strong cup of tea.
Sighing, he settled himself into one of the undamaged beds, not caring that he was still wearing the suit he'd worn the past few days straight. It hardly mattered; there was no one to impress, particularly so late at night. Worry about Merry, safe with the others but not by his side, nagged at him until with a sigh he buried his face in the pillow, willing himself to sleep by imagining a warm familiar hand brushing at his hair...
...and woke suddenly, fully convinced that Riff was actually by his side.
[[ooc: Emi, wanted to check in with you about this, but I've got real life in regular and dream in italics?]]