[ Grell excitedly disposes of her bottle at the bedside table, so that she may flop back onto the bed-- an action she quickly regrets, biting back a groan.
But she perseveres, wiggling up beside William. For a moment, she hesitates, uncertain of whether she should face him, or spoon with him! She hums, opting to face him for now, tucking a hand under the pillow, and drape the other across his middle. ]
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But she perseveres, wiggling up beside William. For a moment, she hesitates, uncertain of whether she should face him, or spoon with him! She hums, opting to face him for now, tucking a hand under the pillow, and drape the other across his middle. ]
Mm♥