Capt. Babs Greenling (is a ray of f'ing sunshine) (bite_sized) wrote in remains_rpg,
…let me know what you need
A shower. A full meal. Basic first aid supplies. Lots of less than basic medical supplies. Her memories bashed out of her brain through the butt of a gun or the fist of someone who cared enough to do it.
Babs needed a lot of things, and she was pretty sure that Savannah could deal with at least a few of them. But she wasn’t going to list the other ones, she wasn’t going to go down the rabbit hole. Because, honestly? If she were to bring up how she’d lost her husband, she was pretty sure that Savannah’s own heartbreak outweighed hers heavily. Babs had lost a cheating husband who had crushed her heart and then tried to sloppily throw it back together before dying on her. Savannah had had a partner.
“Thanks,” Babs said, standing up and extending a hand to shake Savannah. “Mind pointing me in the direction of a shower or bath?”