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paradisalogs2012-10-12 07:28 pm
wheatdos) wrote in paradisalogs2012-10-12 07:28 pm
Sorry.
Who: GLaDOS and Wheatley
What: Just mingling around in her room.
When: A few days after the nightmare plot. Early morning/late night.
Where: GLaDOS's room.
Rating: R R R R R SHE CAN'T BE STOPPED
[Everyone may have been talking about their nightmares, but Wheatley seemed to have kept his mouth shut throughout the entire event. He comforted and consoled just about everyone, and yet, when it came to his own, he found himself evading the question of what happened. Either way, he found himself not sleeping again, large doses of caffeine replacing his biological reset.
He even found himself slightly distanced from GLaDOS, still sure to give her the proper attention... but something about him just seemed bothered. As if something was peeving him and he simply didn't know how to bring it up.
He didn't want to sleep.
It had to have been dead of night, and he laid down in bed, an arm around her sleeping frame and his free holding up a book for him to read. The Little Prince. He hadn't been actually paying attention to if she was awake or not, but he had assumed it was so. He kept the lights dim so she wouldn't stir, using the light from his core to see the pages. He yawned softly, but even then, he wouldn't put it down, breathing in the slight vanilla as his eyes scanned the pages.]
What: Just mingling around in her room.
When: A few days after the nightmare plot. Early morning/late night.
Where: GLaDOS's room.
Rating: R R R R R SHE CAN'T BE STOPPED
[Everyone may have been talking about their nightmares, but Wheatley seemed to have kept his mouth shut throughout the entire event. He comforted and consoled just about everyone, and yet, when it came to his own, he found himself evading the question of what happened. Either way, he found himself not sleeping again, large doses of caffeine replacing his biological reset.
He even found himself slightly distanced from GLaDOS, still sure to give her the proper attention... but something about him just seemed bothered. As if something was peeving him and he simply didn't know how to bring it up.
He didn't want to sleep.
It had to have been dead of night, and he laid down in bed, an arm around her sleeping frame and his free holding up a book for him to read. The Little Prince. He hadn't been actually paying attention to if she was awake or not, but he had assumed it was so. He kept the lights dim so she wouldn't stir, using the light from his core to see the pages. He yawned softly, but even then, he wouldn't put it down, breathing in the slight vanilla as his eyes scanned the pages.]