[Game 18] The Waking World

[arsgoetia]

After successfully talking Zan into waking up—the world around you starts to dissolve and break apart. There's a lurch, like the sensation of abruptly falling into sleep, but backwards; and all around you, the glass begins to crack apart, splintering and sending ocean water splashing everywhere, gushing forward, a cascade of blue and black, alternating between starfish and actual stars, suspended in liquid sky.

. . . reality seems to bleed in overtop of it and, sluggishly, you find yourselves waking up all over a suburban basement in New Jersey. There is a lamp on near the bed, where someone is still asleep, though fitfully beginning to wake up.

More noticeably, there is a woman sitting up in bed with him, arms wrapped around her bare knees as she watches them with amusement, extremely beautiful and . . . extremely familiar.

"Wow." One hand drops to Zan's hair. "I don't even know where to start with you guys."

Comments

[troublebrewing]

[puts a hand on his shoulder]

[gavehimhead]

[putting his head on her shoulder]

I'm still hungry.

[troublebrewing]

[pets his hair]

I am, too. I've only had a few fries to eat since lunch.

[gavehimhead]

Let's find something to eat after we wake up.

[troublebrewing]

I don't think I want to sleep... I want coffee.

[gavehimhead]

Robiiiiiin I'm so tireeeeeeeed.

[but scooting up, less tired looking than he was a minute ago]

[troublebrewing]

I am, too. But I don't want to sleep. I know I'll just have dreams.

[gavehimhead]

...Probably. Is it still bad?

[troublebrewing]

I just don't want to.

[gavehimhead]

Okay. I'll keep you company.