Mar 15, 2020
. starter for @ironman-stark-3000
It was the middle of the night and once again he couldn’t sleep, so out to the common area’s kitchen he went. JamesBuckySoldierAsset, he didn’t really know who he was now. He was tired, he was in pain, the nightmares were still swimming very close to the surface.
He quietly asked FRIDAY to turn on the lights on the kitchen and padded across to the coffee maker, recognizing the sleep would not happen anymore. He leaned onto the counter, resting his forehead on his flesh hand and rubbed it forcefully, his metal arm hanging uselessly at his side, since any kind of movement cause unbearable pain.
“FRI,” he called out quietly. “Is anyone else awake?”