[Some reason his head felt heavy and clouded, something he hasn't experienced as an android. Flying home right away felt reckless. Seventeen continued his walk back hands tucked away with his head down, anything to help lift this heaviness.
Half way home, he caught his head as he missed a step. Something didn't feel right. Was this his half human part? He didn't had that much to drink. Each step began to felt like a long walk and he was only a yard away. He brushed the sweat off his forehead with his forearm. Just a little closer, he could see the complex. He reached out for the handle as if it was distant. There, he was finally in.]
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Half way home, he caught his head as he missed a step. Something didn't feel right. Was this his half human part? He didn't had that much to drink. Each step began to felt like a long walk and he was only a yard away. He brushed the sweat off his forehead with his forearm. Just a little closer, he could see the complex. He reached out for the handle as if it was distant. There, he was finally in.]