Taylor groaned in his sleep, as he mumbled something inaudible. He did wake up with another groan and stared at Amelia's bedridden hair. He didn't know how much sleep he got, but it didn't feel like much. He sat up, and yawned. 
"Yeah; yeah, I'm up-" he mumbled, and let a hand through his pale hair. Taylor swung his legs over the bed's edge and stood up with his towering height. He was standing in nothing but underwear, as he suddenly felt shy, for some reason. He quickly let out a choked noise from the back of his throat, as he fished up his worn pants and pulled them on. His heart was beating fast in his chest, and a slight headache merged from the back of his skull. He buttoned up, zipped up and found his t-shirt and pulled it on. He could use a shower, but he had no idea where to find clean clothes. It wasn't like he decided on this time travel thing. 
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