Ranboo's voice comes out in a hoarse whine as Dirk shoves them towards the edge of the bed; god, what does he want now? Why can't he at least let them sleep? He sways as he opens his eyes, just slightly, looking at Dirk with clear annoyance tempered only with exhaustion and pain.
Exhaustion is rapidly overtaking any other feeling they might experience-- Ranboo has already long-since reached the limits of what their body can take, and is now being dragged well past that point, despite the way their body rebels against every single new strain, no matter how little. Sitting up makes them want to cry in frustration. They would if they could.
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Date: 2024-12-03 01:03 am (UTC)Ranboo's voice comes out in a hoarse whine as Dirk shoves them towards the edge of the bed; god, what does he want now? Why can't he at least let them sleep? He sways as he opens his eyes, just slightly, looking at Dirk with clear annoyance tempered only with exhaustion and pain.
Exhaustion is rapidly overtaking any other feeling they might experience-- Ranboo has already long-since reached the limits of what their body can take, and is now being dragged well past that point, despite the way their body rebels against every single new strain, no matter how little. Sitting up makes them want to cry in frustration. They would if they could.
"What."