|  Again; he was rubbing his eyes. This time not because they itched, but so that he could get a clear vision again. The boy above him apologized sincerely. He told him it was fine, nothing to apologize for. Still; he didn't want to look back up again. So he kept staring on his own feet sticking out in the end of the blanket. Wiggled them a little. They felt a little cold, but he didn't pull the blanket over them, however. He just kept wiggeling them.
He could see the flashlight on the right side of the bed, from where he lay. Insecure if it was the right thing to do, he picked it up again. Turned it off, and once again handed it over to his room-mate. "Here.." He yawned a little. "just be a little more careful this time."
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