[quick note: dimitri's 17; he's not a 'man', unless Nostradamus is operating on a 1500s gauge of adulthood.]
Sleep deprivation and alcohol intoxication are neurochemically similar, so Nostradamus could be wronger. After a couple hours of fitful unconsciousness Dimitri's recovered enough to startle awake when the blanket falls over him. He kicks out from the corkscrew position in which he's lodged himself in a chair, with another flash of panic as the blanket entangles a swing of his arm.
Nothing comes at him. A couple heaving breaths, and the blanket-wielder comes into focus. Dimitri glares, failing to achieve 'intimidating' and coming off more 'feral kitten'. " ... who are you?"
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Sleep deprivation and alcohol intoxication are neurochemically similar, so Nostradamus could be wronger. After a couple hours of fitful unconsciousness Dimitri's recovered enough to startle awake when the blanket falls over him. He kicks out from the corkscrew position in which he's lodged himself in a chair, with another flash of panic as the blanket entangles a swing of his arm.
Nothing comes at him. A couple heaving breaths, and the blanket-wielder comes into focus. Dimitri glares, failing to achieve 'intimidating' and coming off more 'feral kitten'. " ... who are you?"