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[lost-myfooting.livejournal.com]

[is at the end of one of the long hallways, hands tight on the rims of his wheelchair, counting silently to himself. Three....two....one, and he's off, racing down that hallway as fast as he can in that wheelchair, grinning like a retard. Assuming no one interferes, then he'll keep timing himself to see how fast he's going. If someone does....well, we'll see.]

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[nagadem.livejournal.com]

[Sorapuddles are quickly becoming one of his favourite things. lets himself fall into a pattern, eyes slipping closed in contentment.]

[lost-myfooting.livejournal.com]

[eventually just....falls asleep]

[nagadem.livejournal.com]

[chuckles softly and stops, shifting him a little to make it more comfortable for the both of them before settling down to sleep himself. no point in trying to move him if there's a chance he'll wake up.]