[ The next Grell wakes, the room is all too bright - it's the only thing that keeps her grounded as she drifts in and out of consciousness, but otherwise, it's not entirely welcome! She's all too comfortable and doesn't want to move. Blearily, she reaches out to pat around for her glasses, and improperly slips them on to take a squinting look at the time. Just past noon.
With a whiny little groan, she nestles back as she was, reaching a hand up to dig into her hair... Which has dried positively wildly during their slumber. ]
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With a whiny little groan, she nestles back as she was, reaching a hand up to dig into her hair... Which has dried positively wildly during their slumber. ]
Mn... Will...