[Venkman alternates between sleeping like the dead and being an incredibly light sleeper. He's usually on the lighter side when he's not sleeping in an actual bed, and this night is no exception. At some point, an unconscious part of him registers that he's being watched, and he stirs awake, blinking his eyes open partway.
The only thing he can see is a figure, hidden in shadow, looming over him impassively. Unmoving. Unyielding. Venkman inhales sharply through his nose and jerks back reflexively, struggling to escape the sleeping bag in his barely-conscious state.]
Christ-
[It's only when he's halfway to wriggling free of the sleeping bag that years of living with Egon catches up to Venkman's brain, and he freezes. He looks over to Ray, then Winston, then the unoccupied area where Egon should be. A grimace.]
If I didn't know better, I'd say you do this on purpose just to watch me panic.
[His voice is a low rasp, not wanting to wake up the other two, as he glares blearily up at Egon.]
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The only thing he can see is a figure, hidden in shadow, looming over him impassively. Unmoving. Unyielding. Venkman inhales sharply through his nose and jerks back reflexively, struggling to escape the sleeping bag in his barely-conscious state.]
Christ-
[It's only when he's halfway to wriggling free of the sleeping bag that years of living with Egon catches up to Venkman's brain, and he freezes. He looks over to Ray, then Winston, then the unoccupied area where Egon should be. A grimace.]
If I didn't know better, I'd say you do this on purpose just to watch me panic.
[His voice is a low rasp, not wanting to wake up the other two, as he glares blearily up at Egon.]