@notquiteunhappy » noise of complaint, and the lights flicker back on. The TV starts playing Star Wars again. It's like nothing happened.*

@notquiteunhappy » Wha's…what's going on?

@notquiteunhappy *Okay, he's just…really confused. He sits up a little, propping himself up on his elbows.* Hear what? Dude, are you okay?

@notquiteunhappy » looks up at Connor with concern in his eyes.* …I don't--…I don't understand, did you…have a dream, or something?

@notquiteunhappy » here? Are you sure you're okay, man?

@notquiteunhappy » really pale, jeez. Maybe you're coming down with something?

@notquiteunhappy » just don't want to go to sleep again.

@notquiteunhappy » head, gaze dropping to the floor.* Sorry. For…y'know. Everything.

@notquiteunhappy » I'll be-- I'll be fine. It's okay.