She is remarkably chipper considering the mother of all hangovers she'd had this morning and was still nursing the tail ends of. But she appeared to have made it home okay and a quick review of her phone had informed her that she hadn't made the poor decision of texting anyone she shouldn't have, so she went about her day looking forward to the coffee she could just barely remember promising she'd have with him. All's well in the world.
At least, she thought it was until his phone drops and he rubs his hand against his face. She shifts so she's looking up at him with a faint furrow of concern in her brows.
No no I haven't waaah why are you swearing at me /o\ ;3
At least, she thought it was until his phone drops and he rubs his hand against his face. She shifts so she's looking up at him with a faint furrow of concern in her brows.
"What's up?"