tiredshouldered:
Eyes sunken in and blurring from lack of sleep and far too blotchy and irritated to wear contacts comfortably, James was forced to put on his glasses to hope to see more clearly, readjusting the spectacles before folding up his newspaper and setting it into the recycling bin. It was always part of his morning routine to wake up earlier than necessary to properly rouse up for the day, going through the motions and reading the newspaper over a cup of coffee to get the gears of his brain turning, otherwise he was sluggish and no more productive than a zombie. “Sorry, I didn’t catch what you were saying at the end there? I’m not awake quite yet.” His focus was often too split these days, stuck in a tunnel vision.
dominique wasn’t bothered by this admittance; she hadn’t been saying anything of particular importance, after all - merely thrown out the question of how foolish it would be to seek out the colony of acromantula’s in the forbidden forest to observe them during mating season, instead of merely read about it. “i’m choosing to interpret that as you thinking it’s the most brilliant idea i have ever had,” she quipped, spinning around in her chair to grin at her cousin. “i thank you for you input.” smile fading as she truly took in his appearance, she cocked her head at him, brows furrowing in concern. “when was the last time you got any sleep?? like, proper sleep, not a half-assed version of it.”
