[Leo reckons that it hadn't been such a good idea placing the Britannica vol. 1 on top of the tiny novel on that tottering pile of books after all. His hands are certainly smarting from the encounter with the floorboards and he'd been this close to knocking himself on the bedpost.]
Ouch.
[He winces at the stinging sensation as he pushes himself upwards before feeling his face and noticing that his glasses must have clattered away. A quick glance around confirms that it's nowhere around him; it's probably somewhere in the room. And he'd probably have to be extra careful not to tread on them.
...what a pain.
Either way, he really can't see without drying off his hair and parting it a little more than necessary so with a grumble, he'll grab the towel off the top of the book tower and run it through his hair. How was he supposed to find any new clothes like this? Though for once, his eyes should be more visible than usual--]
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Ouch.
[He winces at the stinging sensation as he pushes himself upwards before feeling his face and noticing that his glasses must have clattered away. A quick glance around confirms that it's nowhere around him; it's probably somewhere in the room. And he'd probably have to be extra careful not to tread on them.
...what a pain.
Either way, he really can't see without drying off his hair and parting it a little more than necessary so with a grumble, he'll grab the towel off the top of the book tower and run it through his hair. How was he supposed to find any new clothes like this? Though for once, his eyes should be more visible than usual--]