Sebastian had officially gotten z e r o sleep over the past three days...and it was starting to really affect his ability to function like a standard model human being. When he was tired, not only was he unable to walk without coming precariously close to bumping into every other person who was on the sidewalk between his place and the coffee shop, but he lost some...control, too.
And by control, he means the oddity that was coins flipping between his fingers faster than he could have done with full level dexterity. Luckily, no one was paying too close of attention....right?








