Eliot sighed and nodded a little, just enough to be visible without making the room start tilting. "I hate tape."
He closed his eyes again, wincing as a wave of nausea rolled through him. He just wanted to sleep, but he couldn't let his guard down. He hadn't been this tired since --
Fuck. He might not actually have ever been this tired, before.
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Date: 2015-03-26 02:25 am (UTC)He closed his eyes again, wincing as a wave of nausea rolled through him. He just wanted to sleep, but he couldn't let his guard down. He hadn't been this tired since --
Fuck. He might not actually have ever been this tired, before.
"What else'd y'do t'me?"