[ He rolled his eyes and dropped onto the bed, rolling onto his stomach, face first on the pillow. Normally, he might've taken the time to get under the blankets, but he was beyond that point now. Yes, this lying down was much better. It didn't make him feel any better, but it was better than trudging through city streets or apartments. He made a quiet, garbled noise in reply to her comment. It could be seen as an improvement, however; no words, no outright meanness. ]
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