Watching Nill play in the water, James is slowly slipping into a state of only being half-aware. Even when she eventually flops down beside him.
The sun is doing it's number on him, for sure, and he's beginning to slip away and give in to sleep. In combination, the breeze, the warmth, the sound of waves lapping on sand...
It's a losing battle, that James isn't entirely opposed to losing.
Rolling over on his side, he finally falls under a thin veil of sleep.
It's nice for once, to sleep without the aid of some hard alcohol in his blood. Even if it's not very deep, it feels far more restful, and he's not plagued by any dreams.
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The sun is doing it's number on him, for sure, and he's beginning to slip away and give in to sleep. In combination, the breeze, the warmth, the sound of waves lapping on sand...
It's a losing battle, that James isn't entirely opposed to losing.
Rolling over on his side, he finally falls under a thin veil of sleep.
It's nice for once, to sleep without the aid of some hard alcohol in his blood. Even if it's not very deep, it feels far more restful, and he's not plagued by any dreams.