[Eames wakes up with a start, sitting up and glancing around to see what the source of the noise was until he spots Arthur at the window and for a blessed moment his reaction isn't "oh no now I have to deal with this" but "ugh what a jerk."]
[It's only a moment before he remembers why he decided to sleep in his car in the first place though, (other than the hangover that is,) and it's standing outside. Eames sighs and pushes his hair out of his face, messing it up when he scratches his head, and he winds down the window to squint at Arthur.]
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[It's only a moment before he remembers why he decided to sleep in his car in the first place though, (other than the hangover that is,) and it's standing outside. Eames sighs and pushes his hair out of his face, messing it up when he scratches his head, and he winds down the window to squint at Arthur.]
Got any aspirin?