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fandomhighdorms2009-09-25 12:57 pm
The Roof, Friday Afternoon
After a handwaved night spent in the clinic, and getting some kind of pills for her symptoms, Leda had fled, changed and come to brood sulk hang out on the roof. Physically she felt fine, if a little tired.
Actually, she felt better than she had since she'd quit the peca. She hoped she wouldn't get addicted to the meds.
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Actually, she felt better than she had since she'd quit the peca. She hoped she wouldn't get addicted to the meds.
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Just, y'know, asking.
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"How are you feeling?"
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Leda reached for his hand. "Thanks by the way. I don't remember if I mumbled that last night or not."
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"I considered the fact that you didn't puke on me thanks enough," he said with a wry grin.
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She was bundled up of course, a sweatshirt and her leater jacket and long pants. And of course, her hat.
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There might be a story behind that.
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