Marlowe hadn't been sleeping well, not for a while. Weeks, months, and for once he slept deeply. But, still, habits are habits and he does move his arm. Eventually.
Slowly, he sits up and runs a hand through his moderately tangled hair, looking at the journal curiously.
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Date: 2007-08-09 06:03 am (UTC)Slowly, he sits up and runs a hand through his moderately tangled hair, looking at the journal curiously.
"Been up long?"