[ Okaygoodbye works pretty well. Severus remains awake for only a short while, spacily wondering how the hell he got to this point. Experimentally he imagines Lily being here, red hair beneath his hand instead of blonde, but the thought is too painful and unnerving, confused and intense feelings still existing in a wound too raw.
He focuses on the reality. He's never fantasized about this and it's better. He actually believes it.
Severus doesn't quite manage eight hours - probably not even seven - because his internal clock won't let him, but he doesn't get up. The slight chill in the room is counteracted by double the body heat in his small quarters, wrapped up in blankets. He stays where he is for an unknown amount of time, not really dozing, but not fidgeting for alertness either. Experiencing reality with a quiet mind; if he thinks too hard about it, he'll surely overwhelm himself. ]
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He focuses on the reality. He's never fantasized about this and it's better. He actually believes it.
Severus doesn't quite manage eight hours - probably not even seven - because his internal clock won't let him, but he doesn't get up. The slight chill in the room is counteracted by double the body heat in his small quarters, wrapped up in blankets. He stays where he is for an unknown amount of time, not really dozing, but not fidgeting for alertness either. Experiencing reality with a quiet mind; if he thinks too hard about it, he'll surely overwhelm himself. ]