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Entry tags: | !closed, ~leif ingoufson, ~roxy |
Who: Roxy & Leif
When: 6.13 (Backdated) Morning
Where: Roxy's Place
What: Good morning, Baltimore!
Rating: TBD
Closed
Sleep had been very peaceful for Roxy, save for a series of weird dreams that harkened her back to her arrival here. An explosion. Pain. Panic. Yet she was collected by friends and taken care of. Everything had turned out okay--better than okay. For a while she'd been sure this was hell. Another boring life on an island with no end in sight, no career to be had, just miles of water. Miles of space. Instead of all of that Roxy had found new friends and dreamed of them in her long slumber, though it only felt as if a night had passed. Maybe a quick cat nap. Roxy dreamed of Leif the most and sometimes moved in her sleep as her mind wandered off down delightful idealizations of their relationship from another romantic dinner under the stars to a dangerous game of Bite Me.
So today she woke up as she did any other day, although today she didn't feel as good about it. She felt rather sluggish as her mind stopped dreaming and started to rouse itself. Groggy. Roxy put a hand over her face and frowned, feeling her lips as she licked them. So dry. Maybe she didn't drink enough water the day before because she immediately thought she could be dehydrated. Soreness sank in. Hunger settled into her gut.
"Uh..." Roxy swallowed dryly and reached out for water from the night stand as her eyes flicked open and she squint against the dim light in the room. "Leif..?"