K doesn't strike out, though his head turns and he automatically tracks the sudden movement beside him; he squints, blurry, and it takes a long few moments before recognition breaks across his features, but break it does.
He winces, getting a hand behind him to hold him up, and shakes his head to clear it.
"Jesus," he mutters, half to himself, half to signal he knows him, his voice croaking again with disuse. He groans and sits forward to rub at his eyes. "'d I wake you?"
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Date: 2022-08-10 09:37 pm (UTC)He winces, getting a hand behind him to hold him up, and shakes his head to clear it.
"Jesus," he mutters, half to himself, half to signal he knows him, his voice croaking again with disuse. He groans and sits forward to rub at his eyes. "'d I wake you?"