[not for long, however. nehan's vision goes grey around the edges, making him blink a few times in order to right it. but the problems still remain-- and it's obvious, with the way his pupils have almost immediately contracted almost to pinpricks after emily's comment.
of course fate would fuck him up like that. of course.
he closes his eyes and rubs his temples, counting to ten in his head, but his vision has still not cleared-- in fact, it's gotten much worse, and he ends up stumbling around, swerving around a planter in the street.
there's actually no planter. he swerved around nothing.]
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of course fate would fuck him up like that. of course.
he closes his eyes and rubs his temples, counting to ten in his head, but his vision has still not cleared-- in fact, it's gotten much worse, and he ends up stumbling around, swerving around a planter in the street.
there's actually no planter. he swerved around nothing.]