[ sleep....doesn't really happen. she drags herself out of bed, showers and brushes her teeth, and makes an effort to look halfway normal. makeup is too much to ask of herself, but she's at least changed out of her pajamas and put on a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants by the time she opens the door, looking happy to see him even if she's keenly aware of her brain throbbing in her skull.
she's never had a hangover before, and if they're all like this, she's never going to drink that much again.]
Hey, come on in.
[ she leans forward without thinking, offering him a one-armed hug to keep him from dropping the food in the other.]
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she's never had a hangover before, and if they're all like this, she's never going to drink that much again.]
Hey, come on in.
[ she leans forward without thinking, offering him a one-armed hug to keep him from dropping the food in the other.]