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"Oh, fuck..." Tim said, putting his hands through his hair again. "Yeah, I really need to log some hours this week, I'm slacking." He sighed, thinking about the catch up work he needs to do to meet his quota. He really didnt want to do it right now, which was a new feeling for him. Then again, he never really had anything else to do. He had a sudden flashback to Christmas, two years ago. He sat alone in his apartment while he did work. That made him feel bad when he thought about it now. "I wish I could hang out with you, though." He said, staring down at his food. "You're my only friend."

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Tim was quick to notice the stare that Sophia was giving. It was something he did often when he was thinking. She was deep in concentration, thinking about something serious, and it was quite clear. He wanted to make her feel better, somehow. He wanted to make her stop thinking so hard about whatever it was that was so sad. "Um... so, waffles... they always make me think of 2007? When everyone on the internet was really into being, uh, random and stuff. It makes me cringe really bad, like, we were, um... we were all like that. Its so horrible." He smiled a bit near the end of his sentence, trying to get her mind off of other things.

Eldrich Asylum [FauxBot & AllOurPrettySongs]

Daniel walked to the rec. room by himself, unescorted. He wasn't considered much of a threat, so the Orderlies tended to let him walk to places by himself. His pace was brisk, his gaze one of a frightened animal, constantly looking to the left and to the right, eyes wide and alert, ready for anything. He had seen what the creatures could do, and he did not want them coming for him. Granted, they never did, but they were monsters. They didnt abide by any human laws. He had to be casual, though. He needed to be seen as sane, or he would lose a lot of the privileges he recieved due to the disinterest of the Orderlies. As he was walking, he adjusted. He slowed his pace, he let his eyes fall back into their usual, droopy state, though he was still searching with them. He was still alert. HE entered the recreational room, hands in his pockets, almost completely normal. Something was slightly off about him, though, but it wasn't tooeasy to notice. HE quickly located Yolanda on the couch, and he took a seat next to her, not gazing at her yet. "Yolanda Grieg, we meet again." He said, that aloofness back in his voice again.

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Tim had been lying awake since five in the morning, after the incident. He was trying to formulate everything, get a hold of everything that was spiraling out of his control. Everything was so much more complicated now that he was being...social. He was feeling new things, he was gaining new experiences, and honestly, he wasnt too sure he liked them all that much. But there was Sophia, too, and when he thought of her, he thought of the good things that related to her. Tim let his mind wander for a few more minutes, and then, he sat up, rubbing his eyes sleepily. He looked out into the kitchen and he saw Sophia. She was moving around a little, cooking things, being nice. He also took note that she still had his sweater on from the day before, which made him happy for reasons he was still unable to place. It didn't annoy him that he couldn't place his feelings, though. He was just happy that she liked his sweater. He pulled out his phone, checking the time. It was still early, roughly 8:00. He knew he needed to go home and do some work today. Sophia was out of school, sure, but that didn't mean that he was out of work. He could work whenever he wanted, sure, but he was required by the company he worked for to log at least 40 hours a week. He usually averaged about 90 hours a week, sure, but just because he was particularly outstanding in his field didn't mean he was allowed to slack. He sighed a little bit, swiping his thumb to the right to unlock his phone. He had no messages or emails. He rarely did, and for a while he considered just not having a cell phone. But there was some weird, adolescent part of him that felt he needed one, so he kept it around.

Eldrich Asylum [FauxBot & AllOurPrettySongs]

Daniel made a mental note of her name and nickname, even if he really just planned on calling her by her full first name anyway. He never really liked nick names, and Yolanda had a pretty cool name to begin with. He gave her a knowing look when the orderly came and took her out of her room, and she gave him a small, mysterious half smile back as they took her out of her room, leading her away now. He knew that they would be letting him out soon as well, so he would catch up with her in the rec. room. While he waited to be let out, he walked across the room, to the sink. He looked into the small mirror above it, studying his face for a moment. Using his hand, he pushed his hair back for a moment, revealing his forehead and more of his eyes. He made a face, accompanied by a sort of snorting noise. He removed his hand, letting his hair fall back down to its original place just above his eyes. He shook his head a bit, laughing at himself. And then, he saw it. It was only for a split second, just as his eyes were about to leave the mirror, but it was there. One of them, caught in the reflection of the mirror. Oozing blackness, dripping with darkness, moving quicker than something that looks like that should move. His heart skipped a beat, and his eyes quickly darted back to the mirror where he, of course, found nothing. But he knew what he saw. He had been seeing them for months. If they were around, so was trouble. And then, just as he was about to start freaking out, he heard an orderly tapping on the bars of his room with on one of their nightstick contraptions. IT was Daniel's turn to leave. He was more than happy to go.

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Tim was still lying on his side when he heard Sophia drifting off to sleep again. When he was absolutely sure that she was asleep, he sat up, looking over at her as she snuggled against her side of the couch, shivering a bit. His face was still a little red, and he wished it wasn't. For some reason... he really wanted them to be cuddling again. To be close, to be against her, to be totally with her right now. He had never felt this way about any person in his life before until now. He just stared over at her, not knowing what to do. After a few minutes of this, he fell backwards, looking up at the ceiling now, sighing a bit. "Oh..fuck me..." he said, pressing this palm to his forehead. He was confused. He didnt know the feelings he was feeling, he had never experienced them before in his life. There were thoughts rushing around in his head constantly right now, and they all lead back to her. He found it hard to fall back asleep with so much on his mind.

Eldrich Asylum [FauxBot & AllOurPrettySongs]

Daniel made an expression that accurately represented his bewilderment. He didn't even notice that neither of them knew each others names, and yet this whole time, they were holding a fairly normal conversation--in spite of the situations they were in--almost as if they had known each other for a while before being locked away. He brought a hand up to his eye, rubbing the sleepiness out of it before answering her question. "Oh, yeah. Daniel. Fetzer." He said, running his hand through his hair now, sighing tiredly as he did. "And your name?"

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Tim woke up slowly to the realization that he was being moved around. He was a little confused, and he opened his eyes a bit, only to see Sophia, slowly moving away. She had ended up on the same side of the couch as him over night, he realized. He felt his cheeks starting to burn, he felt his eyes go wider, but his face was completely out of Sophia's sight by this point. He didn't know what to do. Should he get up? Should he stay down? He stayed down, letting her move over to the opposite side of the couch. He shifted his weight a little, making it easier for her to move with it being too obvious that he was awake. Though, maybe it was obvious. He wasn't too sure. He wondered for a moment if he should tell her that he really liked the cuddling. That it made him feel safe, secure. He wondered.

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Tim was in the middle of stirring in his sleep when Sophia made the move over to his side of the couch. The etchings of that nightmare he has so often were beginning to fade into existence. He could feel his arms stuck against his body. He could feel the dream beginning, flickering in and out of his conciousness. The blood. The darkness. His mother. But a few moments later... he felt it fade away. He felt everything reversing. Everything disappearing. And then, he woke up. He barely woke up more than half way, but he was ever so slightly awake. He noticed that his left side, which he assumed was against the back of the couch, was a little heavier than he usually noticed. But in his half asleep state, he couldn't quite place why. He felt warm and toasty. He felt incredibly comforted, too, for some reason. He felt a bit safe, too. Tim adjusted his body, sort of snuggling against the warmth on the couch, therefore snuggling into Sophia. He wouldn't come to realize this for another few hours. But he was, for now, sleeping soundly, without the nightmare, and that made him happy.

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Tim noticed Sophia slowly dozing off as the movie progressed. Her eyes were slowly drooping downwards, her face relaxing more and more as the plot advanced. They were more than half way through when she completely passed out, nuzzling up against the arm of the couch. She looked like a giant sleeping kitten or puppy. That made him smile. Tim pulled out his phone and checked the time, his eyes going wide in disbelief when he realized that it was already 11:40 p.m. He looked back over at Sophia, not knowing what to do about all of this. He didn't want to just leave her in the middle of the night, that felt wrong. And he didn't think he could move her from the couch to her bed without waking her up, which he desperately didn't want to do. He was also really scared to go back to his apartment, if he was being honest with himself. He was still shaken up inside about the portal, and his mother. He knew for a fact he was going to have the nightmare tonight, especially if he was alone. He was scared of what he could do when he woke up. He looked from the screen, then back to Sophia. She cuddled into the corner of the couch. He smiled again, and he decided that he was going to sleep on the opposite side of the couch. Tim got up, walking quietly into Sophia's bedroom. He grabbed two blankets and walked back into the living room, gently draping one over her as he did so. HE wrapped himself in one as well, curling up on his side of the couch. He grabbed the remote and switched off the television. He was asleep in less than ten minutes.