[Being high instead of drunk means that Sharky can't just splash some water on his face to trigger any kind of sobriety. On the other hand, he can't feel all his nerves kicking into overdrive, and his anxiety is entirely muffled by the couch-locked high.
It does mean that getting ready takes closer to thirty minutes than ten, even though all he does is put on a clean shirt and wash his face in a misguided attempt to sober up.
He thinks about sending a warning text but, like, Giles will know the second he shows up, anyway. So there's no fanfare or forewarning when he uses the key; he only makes it a few steps past the gate before he realizes that, uhhhhh. Reality changing around him abruptly is. Weird. B...ad weird? Or good weird? He seriously cannot tell. It's gonna take him a minute.]
Umm, I'm... here? [For the record, he's trying to sound self-assured. It's... you know, he tried.]
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It does mean that getting ready takes closer to thirty minutes than ten, even though all he does is put on a clean shirt and wash his face in a misguided attempt to sober up.
He thinks about sending a warning text but, like, Giles will know the second he shows up, anyway. So there's no fanfare or forewarning when he uses the key; he only makes it a few steps past the gate before he realizes that, uhhhhh. Reality changing around him abruptly is. Weird. B...ad weird? Or good weird? He seriously cannot tell. It's gonna take him a minute.]
Umm, I'm... here? [For the record, he's trying to sound self-assured. It's... you know, he tried.]