#pheres: confront kit redux

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> Pheres: Confront Kit (Redux)

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Giving blood always tires out out in a weird, bone-deep way that you can’t fix by just taking a breather. Fortunately, you have the somewhat unique talent of falling asleep any time, any place at the drop of a hat - which, unfortunately for you, is probably related to the fact that you also wake up on a dime. Passing out on Em’s couch in a rumpled dress shirt after failing to wrestle through the bag you’d packed for the weekend for your actual sleepwear or even any sopor patches is restful enough - but when the door to Emerel’s hive opens and closes, you go from pressing sleep lines into your cheek courtesy of the couch pattern to wide awake and heading towards the entryway in five seconds flat.

“Pheres!” you call out, dragging your hair out of your face, and belatedly realize you look pretty ridiculous. Luckily for you, he at least hasn’t got anybody with him. Still, you end up scrambling to tie your hair back into something at least a little bit more sensible, and by the time you’re at the door, you’re straightening out your shirt and trying to make sure the collar buttons don’t catch on your throat bandage.

“Hey,” you greet, “How’d it go, did you have fun? Or, well -” You laugh, sheepish. “- Was it at least not bad?”