( He's out. Honest-to-god in the sunlight again, always been this pale out from the smallest largest school he's ever been to. For a school with such a large footprint, it feels tiny, and more like a prison than a school. A man with ADHD and vampire insomnia has had it pretty rough, but he's kicked the cravings and has successfully switched to coffee and bourbon - unfortunately, his dad's son in that regard. It's not something he ever wanted to take up, but if the alternative is killing some returning student, faculty member, or innocent carnival goer...
The sounds overlap, overwhelming him almost immediately, and the (4) he rolls shows him how inexperienced and under-warned he'd been. Or, it's just easy for an ADHD neurotic vampire to just become overwhelmed. He freezes, trying to focus on one sound and not twenty.
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The sounds overlap, overwhelming him almost immediately, and the (4) he rolls shows him how inexperienced and under-warned he'd been. Or, it's just easy for an ADHD neurotic vampire to just become overwhelmed. He freezes, trying to focus on one sound and not twenty.
"Stiles?" )