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You jolt back as you notice the sensation of burning, hot liquid encasing your hand in warmth.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

HEY.

Huh.

Your cup is overfilling again.

Shit. Hey...

Sam?

You barely remember faces, let alone names. Everything blends together when you don't get enough sleep.Everyone blends together.

See, you're too tired to even remember my name. Get some good rest tonight okay, buddy?

Yeah, yeah. Sorry. Uh

They're walking away.

Was just, guh. Thinking about... Things.

Hm?

...Nothing.

K.