[There isn't an immediate reply. Maybe it's because the man is still asleep or merely because he is considering what he wants to say. It's more of the latter.
Exhaustion settles in his bones as he sits curled up on his broken bed nursing a cup of tea in his hands and cigarette between his lips as he looks at the message that had appeared. He places the cup aside and finally replies once his nerves have settled a bit more. The event might have waned, but it's taking his senses time to adjust back to normal.]
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Exhaustion settles in his bones as he sits curled up on his broken bed nursing a cup of tea in his hands and cigarette between his lips as he looks at the message that had appeared. He places the cup aside and finally replies once his nerves have settled a bit more. The event might have waned, but it's taking his senses time to adjust back to normal.]
I'm home.