“Wha- No! I'm happy because of last night!” Did you find a nice cream under your bed again?” “Hey,” she said, allowing a small number of particles to fall from her lip back into the bowl below. She froze when he entered, stopping mid-chew. Her face was full of Cocoa Puffs, her body hunched over the bowl in front of her as she devoured them. Her hair seemed to point in infinitely many directions and there were dark bags under her eyes. She wore a messy tank top, a bit too big, stained with who knows what. She was sitting at the table, enjoying breakfast. So he took a deep breath, swatted at the dust particles floating about, visible in the sunbeams, and exited into the hallway. Asking, begging for him to join the rest of the world and participate in all it had to offer today. The door to his room had an alluring quality to it, an invisible finger, beckoning. Getting dressed today was more a little dance than the usual half-conscious exercise in agony and futility. There was a smile on his face and a spring in his step. Asriel awoke after a mere three hours of sleep feeling oddly energized.
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