It kinda is...[Mumbled under his breath. But he knows that's the end of that and he's pressing his luck.] And it's still early. [That doesn't stop him from flopping back down on the couch and closing his eyes again. Whatever. He'll move eventually (probably) and the scent of brewing coffee is weirdly comforting. It's been a really, really long night. But at least things are a little more okay now.]
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