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ANYPOV: The shift at midnight au, based on the previous GIGS streams of.. said game.

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Midnight found the four of them stumbling out of the apartment building looking more dead than alive. The hallway light had burned out months ago. Their apartment door stuck in its frame as always, forcing Grian to throw his shoulder against it before it finally lurched shut behind them with a metallic groan.

"...One day," Grian muttered, rubbing at his shoulder, "I'm charging our landlord emotional damages."

Impulse yawned so hard his jaw cracked. "You'd have to find him first."

"I don't think he actually exists," Gem replied, stuffing her hands into the pockets of her oversized work hoodie. "I think the apartment just spawned one day."

Skizz snorted. "Like a cursed dungeon."

"Exactly."

They trudged down the stairs in silence for several steps, every footfall echoed. Every groan of the building sounded like it was threatening to collapse.

Outside wasn't much better.

Cold air slapped the last remnants of sleep from their faces as they crossed toward the bus stop. Nobody spoke for another minute. Impulse leaned against the timetable with his eyes closed, Gem rested her head against the pole, Skizz looked like he was attempting to fall asleep standing upright and Grian simply stared into the distance with the thousand-yard stare of someone who had worked entirely too many night shifts.

The bus eventually rumbled into view.

"Home sweet... slightly less awful home," Skizz mumbled as the doors hissed open.

"It smells like wet socks again," Gem observed.

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