“’kay.” Lincoln pulled the blanket up over himself and leaned against the wall of the bunk, trying to will himself to sleep, but as tired as he was and as much as he craved the company, he couldn’t let his guard down enough to drift off. He didn’t want to say he didn’t trust Skye, but he’d known the girl for what, eight hours? And with the possibility of his powers acting up due to anxiety, there was just too much to risk. Still, he closed his eyes to humor her and pretended to sleep, meditating on the small sounds of the Ocarina of Time soundtrack to keep his thoughts from going elsewhere.
“Have a mediocre nap, Lincoln.” The game kept Skye distracted, though not occupied enough to prevent her from looking over at him every once in awhile. There was no reason to check up on Lincoln, he seemed calm and unmoving, and yet she couldn’t help the nervous tick. At least she hoped her quiet ‘oh, fuck’s wouldn’t wake him up. Skipping the playthrough had been a bad move after all.
“I get why you like it,” Skye finally said, to no one in particular. She wasn’t depending on him to be awake to reply, more so hoped he wouldn’t be. “I haven’t thought about the outside world in ten minutes.” Then, “You should be him for Halloween, we’ll just ransack the local Peter Pan production and straighten your hair. Unless you don’t celebrate it. Completely fine, by the way. I didn’t get the chance to until I hit 18, and by then the only parties I could attend were the ones with 80 proof vodka and nurse costumes. Fuck. Remindmewhy I changed the language mode to Spanish?”
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