[ she lets out a quiet whine when he continues to stroke her head, fingers carding through her like a parent trying to soothe a restless child. but she's not a child who needs to be soothed and he's not her parent—even if the motion is pretty much lulling her back to sleep, coaxing her to sink back into the covers. ]
I need to shower, [ she mumbles, her face still buried against his side. recalling her agenda for today will help her—or, at least, it should help her. ]
And sign the paperwork for the guys who got injured. And I still left a bit of Aether's work unfinished ...
[ and there should be a few more she can't remember. she'll remember it when she gets up and takes a cold shower to wake herself up. ]
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I need to shower, [ she mumbles, her face still buried against his side. recalling her agenda for today will help her—or, at least, it should help her. ]
And sign the paperwork for the guys who got injured. And I still left a bit of Aether's work unfinished ...
[ and there should be a few more she can't remember. she'll remember it when she gets up and takes a cold shower to wake herself up. ]
Five minutes, Ajax.