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Mad About You
The few knocks on the door that had occurred during the day had ceased. It was a sign of resignation. A signal from the rest of the Titans that they thought he needed time alone, or a sign that a mission had happened, or that something was afoot; Beast Boy didn’t know nor did he particularly care. He had slept on and off during the day between fits of thought, but now he was wide awake and restless. Glancing out the window he saw the sun had just about disappeared under the horizon and evening was well on its way to night fall.
Uncurling himself from around the box he’d been holding, still in his canine form, he stretched, ridding his back of kinks developed from far too long spent in one place. He thought of morphing back to his regular form, but didn’t feel much like his regular self at any rate and decided against it. Long, lanky shadows spread from the window beckoning him to gaze out at the water around the tower and the city beyond it.