[Moon's pov]

I snap back into consciousness.
     It's dark
But I can see streaks of light through the closed window.
     I appear to regain sense of feeling in my head, and I can feel the migraine throbbing through my skull.

God, what was I doing last night?

     I notice something clammy cupped around the bruise on the side of my face. I attempt to shrug it off, but it remains, clamped around the purple patch.

     "Get off." I mumble, at nothing in particular, while I grasp at my cheek.
     My sleeve catches against a fingernail.

A fingernail?
Surely attached too...

     Craning my neck to the side, I realise there is something beside me.
     And I do appear to finally notice
            His head leant up against my shoulder.

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