[ Know what feels really good after a fight for survival against nearly overwhelming odds? A good night's sleep. Now that things have settled down in Hinamizawa, he can finally have one of those, too. He biggest annoyance he has to deal with is a broken bicycle and a whole bunch of villagers completely misinterpreting his friendships as romantic relationships.
At some point, however, he stops being so comfortable on his futon. He shifts around uncomfortably, finding that instead of the soft futon beneath him, he feels a hard surface beneath him, his head propped up against something behind him. There's a slightly more pleasant weight rubbing up along the length of his body, something soft like a blanket
He shifts around uncomfortably, his arms feeling cramped up because of the sides of what he doesn't realize is a bathtub. It's only when a single drop of water drips from the faucet above his head that he shoots up into a seating position... or rather, he bangs his head on the faucet, making a loud clunk, causing his head to smack back down on the edge of the tub with another clunk. ]
Yeow! Dammit... that really hurt!
[ He rubs the front of his head, then the back of his head, then his sore neck, his eyes opening and adjusting to the light. What the hell? He didn't fall asleep in a bathtub!
He hasn't quite worked out that the weight on him would happen to be the legs of the person he's sharing a bathtub with. Or who, exactly, that person is. Good thing, too, or else he'd be hitting his head on the faucet again. ]
arrival
At some point, however, he stops being so comfortable on his futon. He shifts around uncomfortably, finding that instead of the soft futon beneath him, he feels a hard surface beneath him, his head propped up against something behind him. There's a slightly more pleasant weight rubbing up along the length of his body, something soft like a blanket
He shifts around uncomfortably, his arms feeling cramped up because of the sides of what he doesn't realize is a bathtub. It's only when a single drop of water drips from the faucet above his head that he shoots up into a seating position... or rather, he bangs his head on the faucet, making a loud clunk, causing his head to smack back down on the edge of the tub with another clunk. ]
Yeow! Dammit... that really hurt!
[ He rubs the front of his head, then the back of his head, then his sore neck, his eyes opening and adjusting to the light. What the hell? He didn't fall asleep in a bathtub!
He hasn't quite worked out that the weight on him would happen to be the legs of the person he's sharing a bathtub with. Or who, exactly, that person is. Good thing, too, or else he'd be hitting his head on the faucet again. ]