[ Grell's upturned brow presses further with concern, as she tentatively pats the empty space beside her. Recalling her dreams meshing with the waking world, she's concerned that perhaps she's lost her tether to reality once more.
Except that, once she leans forward to pull herself out of bed and off of the soft support of the bed, her hips prove to be astoundingly sore. She certainly couldn't imagine that sort of pain!
With a pathetic sound, she cups her bottom whilst turning for the door.
Wait. No. Glasses. And a makeup wipe.
Moments later, Grell toddles into the kitchen, rubbing at an eye with her wipe. ]
You've crippled me. [ She grabs onto the back of a seat to walk herself around it and lower herself down, wincing upon sitting. ] Nn. Did you make yourself anything?
[ Aside from his tea, which she's reaching for to steal a sip! ]
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Except that, once she leans forward to pull herself out of bed and off of the soft support of the bed, her hips prove to be astoundingly sore. She certainly couldn't imagine that sort of pain!
With a pathetic sound, she cups her bottom whilst turning for the door.
Wait. No. Glasses. And a makeup wipe.
Moments later, Grell toddles into the kitchen, rubbing at an eye with her wipe. ]
You've crippled me. [ She grabs onto the back of a seat to walk herself around it and lower herself down, wincing upon sitting. ] Nn. Did you make yourself anything?
[ Aside from his tea, which she's reaching for to steal a sip! ]