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ᅠ“ five minutes ago. ”
ᅠ𝕬lhaitham crossed his arms, side-eyeing the sleeping beauty. he sighed, turned around and approached the kitchen counter.
ᅠ“ you visited a tavern again ? what did you drink to have such a hangover this time ? ”
ᅠhe asked emotionlessly. +
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ᅠᅠᅠ𝕬
ᅠ.
He finally stirred, when the warmth of the blanket wrapped around him. Eyes fluttering open and his tired gaze finding Alhaitham. He squinted a little because his vision was still blurry from sleep.
" When did you get home ... ? "
Even his voice sounded exhausted, missing its usual beat and +
▍ 𝐊𝐚͟𝐯͟𝐞𝐡 . 🪶
ᅠ𝕬lhaitham crossed his arms, hearing a gentle snoring coming from the architect. He looked uncomfortable in that pose on the narrow sofa. The scribe approached 𝑲aveh, standing above him. It was rare he could admire him in silence, as his roommate was way too talkative. +
ᅠᅠᅠ𝕬
ᅠ.
He actually hadn't slept ... He was, surprisingly, working on a new project. Hoping he could finish it on time and actually make some Mora. He was behind on rent again and he was sure Alhaitham was going to complain about it, sooner or later ...
Well, at least he wasn't out drinking. 💧
▍ 𝐊𝐚͟𝐯͟𝐞𝐡 . 🪶
ᅠ𝕬lhaitham returned home, locking the door behind him. If 𝑲aveh forgot his keys again, he'll likely be notified by the loud knocking. The scribe was to sit down in his spot, when he noticed his roommate.
ᅠ💭 oh 𝑲aveh, did you sleep at all at night ?
ᅠhe thought to himself, quietly getting closer.
ᅠᅠᅠ𝕬
ᅠ.
Drops face down on the closest sofa ( which is Alhaitham's usual spot ) and just ... passes out from exhaustion.
