Nothing. [ Hallucinations can talk, he'd remind himself if he were in a place to dwell on such things, but right now the siren call of caffeine matters more than lingering on the kind of existential questions that seem to be filtering their way into his life more and more these days. ]
Don't think he sleeps much. [ They hadn't discussed it; they didn't know each other well enough for him to consider it his place.
He musters a smile, ] Yes, please. That'd be great.
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Don't think he sleeps much. [ They hadn't discussed it; they didn't know each other well enough for him to consider it his place.
He musters a smile, ] Yes, please. That'd be great.