[ Midnight finally emerges from the depths of his bedsheet, face flushed from the heat and shaggy hair in even wilder disarray. He shakes his head a few times, like a dog ridding himself of a sneeze. (He is wearing the outfit he was jogging in earlier today. I was about to say that he was shirtless, but like, there's no reason to do so besides my bad sense of humor.)
Anyway, consequences. ]
After what happened at their party, one would think we were well and truly berated for our crimes already. Perhaps whoever runs this place has a rather sensitive ego when it comes to competition.
[ Midnight shrugs, then pulls the sheet to him and begins folding it very crisply, shaking out the wrinkles and picking out the corners. Force of habit. ]
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[ Midnight finally emerges from the depths of his bedsheet, face flushed from the heat and shaggy hair in even wilder disarray. He shakes his head a few times, like a dog ridding himself of a sneeze. (He is wearing the outfit he was jogging in earlier today. I was about to say that he was shirtless, but like, there's no reason to do so besides my bad sense of humor.)
Anyway, consequences. ]
After what happened at their party, one would think we were well and truly berated for our crimes already. Perhaps whoever runs this place has a rather sensitive ego when it comes to competition.
[ Midnight shrugs, then pulls the sheet to him and begins folding it very crisply, shaking out the wrinkles and picking out the corners. Force of habit. ]