Great, you really are tanked. [Scrubbing his hand over his face again.] I don't need a play-by-play, man. Just get to the passing out stage ASAP.
[His eyes are puffy and rimmed with red, deep bags under them, his own voice still low and husky with recently disturbed sleep. The picture of someone who stayed up too late working on a bullshit assignment and snatched about an hour of sleep before Petre came in. Absently, he runs a hand through his hair and huffs when it all falls right back over his forehead and ears; if only sleeping with the gel in didn't destroy his pillowcases so fast.]
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[His eyes are puffy and rimmed with red, deep bags under them, his own voice still low and husky with recently disturbed sleep. The picture of someone who stayed up too late working on a bullshit assignment and snatched about an hour of sleep before Petre came in. Absently, he runs a hand through his hair and huffs when it all falls right back over his forehead and ears; if only sleeping with the gel in didn't destroy his pillowcases so fast.]