@talktodeath “ mhm ”, she breathes out against him , nodding her head . her eyes do not open , though , but arms snake around his middle .
“ tired . headache . ”
“ they , as in — OW . ”
she nearly gave them a kick there for not giving a proper warning . the sting was quick to subside however , and her gaze fell back to the broken skin .
“ um , hello ? i didn't wake you up . i made a point out of not waking you . ”
( 🙄 )
“they told me.”
kneeling on the floor beside her, first aid kit opened and tearing open an alcoholic wipe with their teeth.
“this might sting,” sentence not even finished as he wipes it over the wound on her knee. “consider it payback for waking me up.”
she looks up when she hears him , giving him a smile before her gaze locks onto the first aid kit .
“ how did you - ” . . . huh . she brushes the confusion aside . the aching , bleeding knee is preoccupying her mind right now .
“ can you believe , i fell in the stairs . ”
it takes him a little longer to rise than usual, constantly batting the spirits away to have more time to rest. but their persistence finally wakes him, and it takes him less than a minute to find kitty; armed with the first aid kit she needed.
limping back into her dorm room , quietly cursing as she flops onto the sofa and leans over to inspect her bloody knee . her mouth forms a soft frown .
luckily she has no monday classes , so she's focusing on the essays she has to get done by thursday .
since it's such a warm day , she's claimed a spot outside with her laptop , under a tree that provides just enough shade .
productive mode : on . 😎