[ Scott wakes with all the grace of, like, a baby stork. His limbs flail a bit and he looks alarmed, only to relax when all he sees is... well, a cute kid. Probably a kid? Potentially his daughter's age. He's not sure. ]
...hi. [ Oooooh, is that his voice? Sounds like a chainsmoking grandma. Scott brings his hand up to his throat, coughs, then offers a brief smile. ] Sorry. Was I snoring or something?
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...hi. [ Oooooh, is that his voice? Sounds like a chainsmoking grandma. Scott brings his hand up to his throat, coughs, then offers a brief smile. ] Sorry. Was I snoring or something?