Xie retrieves his shirt from the hall as they pass, but he doesn't bother putting it back on. He finds his way into the second bedroom and doesn't collapse, but only because it would be difficult to do without hurting himself more.
And because both his jeans and boxers are sticky with blood and he really doesn't want to sleep in them. He considers options up to and including going and throwing them in the laundry now, but decides he doesn't want to do any of that and just strips down. It means he gets some more smears of blood on the sheets, but he really couldn't care less.
It takes him some time to find a position that's actually comfortable, longer to shut his brain off, but eventually the weariness overcomes him and he passes out.
He wakes up at some point to realise that night has fallen, and debates figuring out what time it is and if anything is going on, but decides instead to just (carefully) roll over and go back to sleep.
In the morning he realises he's going to need to change the dressing, and he's either going to have to wrap this sheet around him like a toga or put his bloodstained clothes back on. Great.
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Date: 2023-10-22 03:24 pm (UTC)Xie retrieves his shirt from the hall as they pass, but he doesn't bother putting it back on. He finds his way into the second bedroom and doesn't collapse, but only because it would be difficult to do without hurting himself more.
And because both his jeans and boxers are sticky with blood and he really doesn't want to sleep in them. He considers options up to and including going and throwing them in the laundry now, but decides he doesn't want to do any of that and just strips down. It means he gets some more smears of blood on the sheets, but he really couldn't care less.
It takes him some time to find a position that's actually comfortable, longer to shut his brain off, but eventually the weariness overcomes him and he passes out.
He wakes up at some point to realise that night has fallen, and debates figuring out what time it is and if anything is going on, but decides instead to just (carefully) roll over and go back to sleep.
In the morning he realises he's going to need to change the dressing, and he's either going to have to wrap this sheet around him like a toga or put his bloodstained clothes back on. Great.