THREAD: RUBE & TOAD Who: Megan and Reed When: Late night Where: Reed's abode What: Megan can't sleep Warning: NSFW
Megan got her sleep, and the dark circles that had contoured her pale eyes had alleviated. However, regardless of the Dream Water (which really did have pretty clouds on them) occasionally, Megan would have nightmares and dreams that had her jolting out of her bed and raiding the refrigerator. Eating was therapeutic. When she was younger, her stepfather would cook (because God forbid the house went on fire if her mother stepped towards the stove) for her, and she would help. A fast metabolism had worked to her advantage, as regardless of how much she consumed, she easily burned off the calories.
After waking up from a dream that had left her understatedly nostalgic, Megan muttered curses as she dragged her feet over to the kitchen where she grabbed a container of peanut butter. She was clad in a pair of short women’s boxers and a simple tank top. She never really wore much when she went to bed, loving the cold sensation of the blankets enfold her flesh. Jumping on the counter, her ankles crossed as she used her finger to scoop up some peanut butter and pushed it into her mouth sucking gently. The light was dim, but it was still dark. “Fuck,” she muttered, only because she knew that she wasn’t going to go back to sleep at this rate.