>>5790704>roll right the fuck over and go back to sleepSo then have it your way! You roll right the fuck over and go back to sleep, snug as a baby. Well, except for having sweaty feet, but babies don't give a shit about that.
Beneath your eyes tangled dreams, nightmares, and hyper-realistic impressions flash by at a rapid pace, the way they usually do when you indulge in afternoon oversleeping, as you usually indulge. Not that you particularly remember them - forget about recollection, this ain't even out for collection. Still, you figure somewhere in the middle of all that biz you know what's up and what's through.
But today, something's flipping out, even by your standards. A gear skips. The sun gets wide-eyed, stops dicking around with its little steam engine and busts out the nuclear reactor for a day. You roll right the fuck over 10 years, and wake with the weight of a murder charge squeezing your heart, if only someone were there to witness it and charge you.
Congratulations. You're an adult now. This presents cons and boons of far reaching consequences - you're (supposed to be) employed and you're (supposed to be) employed. The most immediate con and boon, however, is that you can't sleep and you can't sleep. Resigned to your fate, you turn your head and survey the room.
It is blurry as shit. This shit is barely worth drawing, and especially not worth redrawing. You think you might be seeing double.
What do?
