[[And Rose found herself staring as well, cradling the Pokegear in her hand for quite a good time afterward. She really needed to stop calling him like that, both for the sake of his health...and for the sake of her slumber.
Truth be told, she didn't get back to sleep herself. She tried, laying on the couch and staring at the wall for hours, but eventually admitted she just wasn't going to let herself drift off, wary of her dreams.
And so, five in the morning rolls around, and she's found sipping idly at a glass of coffee, reading a book she's surely read a few times now. Guile curled up nearby was at least a mild comfort. And while she really should have been focused on Dave, and why she needed to forgive him - or punch him, as both were justified at that point - her mind was on someone completely different.
This was quickly becoming a thing, and she wasn't exactly pleased with it happening.]]
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Truth be told, she didn't get back to sleep herself. She tried, laying on the couch and staring at the wall for hours, but eventually admitted she just wasn't going to let herself drift off, wary of her dreams.
And so, five in the morning rolls around, and she's found sipping idly at a glass of coffee, reading a book she's surely read a few times now. Guile curled up nearby was at least a mild comfort. And while she really should have been focused on Dave, and why she needed to forgive him - or punch him, as both were justified at that point - her mind was on someone completely different.
This was quickly becoming a thing, and she wasn't exactly pleased with it happening.]]