❛ Yeah – ❜ a pause, he scrunches his face up and shakes his head, tipping it downwards to think a moment. He cups the back of his neck and rubs at it sheepishly as he continues. ❛ – Well, no. I googled some things, got food, got you food, too, but – then I ate it because you didn’t wake up for a while? It was getting cold and – y’know what? I can, uh. I can go get you something else while you wake up a little more. I won’t eat it this time. Promise. ❜
Offering a lopsided smile and a shrug of his shoulders, he drops his hand from his neck.
❛ You just… looked so peaceful. Dunno how often that happens so, uh. Figured I’d just— let you sleep. ❜
“ seriously? “
one note, drab & irritated. no meal, nor the will to lift her head from that
pillow. a great start to her next bout of unfortunate consciousness. noisily
huffing through her nostrils, she reaches out to the bedside table & feels
around for her phone. realizing it isn’t there, her arm slips off the table like
dead weight & she gives up. laying here like this forever would be amazing.
a sigh eventually presses through those closed lips, & she drags herself up
into a sitting position. she languidly runs her spindly fingers through dark hair.
“ my mouth is dry as fuck. please tell me you
spared at least … one can of soda, scott … “