Who: Max and open What: Being out of it When: Monday Morning (forward dated because Loz has more time today) Where: The hospital Open: Yep to multiples
Max was sleeping, she’d been in and out of consciousness for a while, unable to stay awake for long, but still protesting the fact that she was fine while ever she was awake. She mostly felt sick as a dog. She wasn’t fighting exhaustion as she might have been if she’d been at home in New York and doing three jobs, but it had still hit her incredibly hard.