[Turns out sleeping through two jumps really does give someone twice the jump hangover. His rabbit is clean and sleeping in his locker - Netherlands himself is showered, not puking any longer, and mostly-jumpsuited up. That's about as far as it goes. No scarf, no hairstyle, no boots. Heather gave him a brief rundown on the last month, but that's not what he's thinking about when he hears Nathan's tune heading his way.
He lifts his head out of his hands and scowls, slightly jealous and more than ready to tell whoever it is to fuck off and spare his migraine, when he sees just who it is. And what a sight. Instead of bitching he snorts and leans forward onto his elbows, raising a brow.]
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He lifts his head out of his hands and scowls, slightly jealous and more than ready to tell whoever it is to fuck off and spare his migraine, when he sees just who it is. And what a sight. Instead of bitching he snorts and leans forward onto his elbows, raising a brow.]
Huh. 'Least someone's having a good jump, then.