Kate Bishop/Hawkeye II (
hawkeyekate) wrote2008-07-30 01:31 am
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Several hours into the morning, in the fact, the sun was getting high in the sky out back when Kate finally started to wake up. Opening her eyes however, was a horrible idea since there was not so pleasant feeling like something was lancing through her eyeballs and into her brain when she tried. Her mouth tasted weird, and her head was beginning to pound.
"Oh no..." she groaned and rolled to the side, trying to retch some more covers from Will to cover her face.
Drinking the night before might be fun, but the morning after belongs to Hangover Time.
"Oh no..." she groaned and rolled to the side, trying to retch some more covers from Will to cover her face.
Drinking the night before might be fun, but the morning after belongs to Hangover Time.
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"Drink up, tis some aspirin too."
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She finally sat enough to drink the water, and then take some aspirin. Then the glass was set on the table, and she burrowed under the covers again.
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"Shall I read to ye then, love?"
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"If you want." she did note the lighting change, and peek out of the blankets. Good, less lights. She sat up a litttle.
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He goes out the door and soon comes back with a tray with toast that has marmalade on the side and a pot of weak tea.
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"Have you eaten yet? Should have asked before."
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The tray is made for resting on a bed so its easy enough to set it down and Bar provided food for both.
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She poured out some tea, and slathered some marmalade on a slice of bread before chewing a corner thoughtfully and swallowing.
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He might be moving a little slower, drank a good bit of whiskey with Bill, but he's more used to it though his hair still smells of rum.
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"I'll be ok. I'll get better, and..." Sniff, sniff. "and..." Sniff and a glance down at herself.
"I gotta shower, I can still smell the rum."
She grabbed a strand of her hair and sniffed it as well.
"Hmm... not there."
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"Um aye, course, tisna ye, love. Went night fishin' with Bill last night, 'e 'ooked the squid an we ended up breakin' a barrel o'rum we'd fished out. Thought I'd got it out."
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Cue the facepalming.
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