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Date: 2022-09-14 03:02 am (UTC)
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[ even in her grief, she still somehow manages to get a little starry-eyed when they enter the coffin. she's never seen anything like it but once she's over her awe (which takes several minutes of curious exploration), she'll finally turn to him. ]

So... how does this sleep work? Does it last a long time?

Date: 2022-09-16 12:08 am (UTC)
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No. No, I think morning is a good idea. [ She really needs as much rest as she can get right now. She's run herself ragged. ] It'll be nice to finally sleep through the night for once.

[ Even when she's not grieving, or in a state of high stress, her sleep is always broken. Nightmares are always on the edge of her consciousness. As she got older, they woke her up much less, but it happens more often than it doesn't.

She'll peek through the rooms on the first floor, still in visible awe. She's never been anywhere quite so nice. She never grew up in squalor but many of the homes Chris could manage to get them into had seen better days. She picks a room and drops her bag into a chair. ]
It's not such a bad place you got yourself.

Date: 2022-09-21 09:46 pm (UTC)
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[ Sharon does as he suggests. She slips off her shoes and slides them to the side before she changes into a clean pair of pajamas and slips into the bed, sliding under the covers. She would have felt awkward and out of place in any room here but her exhaustion and grief make those feelings difficult to hold onto; just a momentary blip in her mind. ]

All right. [ She calls to him. ] Knock me the fuck out, D. [ She means it both genuinely and humorously. ]

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