[That sudden movement scares the hell out of Chrissy. Her eyes open wide and she tries clinging hold of him, afraid that something is trying to take him. But he's still there in a few seconds, and there's no loud noise or other movement. With as tired as she is, she drifts back off to sleep with a murmur about it being too early for monsters.
She's trapped in the phase of healing where it doesn't feel like she can ever sleep enough, though once he gets out of bed she quickly becomes aware of the fact he's not there anymore. Oh, she stretches out at first to take up as much room as she can, a lazy smile etched across her face.
Eventually though, she reaches over for him. Not feeling him there has her waking up so she can sit up and look for him. Her heart feels like it's lodged itself in her throat until she sees that he's just getting dressed and ready for the day. Reassured by that, she lies back and dozes off for another fifteen minutes or so before she wakes up enough that she can roll over and watch him.]
Ready to get going?
[Her voice is soft and thick with sleep as she pushes herself to sit up.]
I'll get ready and we can head out to get something to eat.
[As if on cue, her stomach growls, and she laughs as she covers her belly with both hands. He gets kicked out of the bathroom so she can do her business in there, and emerges a handful of minutes later with her toothbrush stuck in her mouth.
This easygoing sort of morning routine they've naturally fallen into together feels so nice. These motels aren't their home, but it feels like a little sneak peak of what things will be like when they do settle somewhere in California. ]
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She's trapped in the phase of healing where it doesn't feel like she can ever sleep enough, though once he gets out of bed she quickly becomes aware of the fact he's not there anymore. Oh, she stretches out at first to take up as much room as she can, a lazy smile etched across her face.
Eventually though, she reaches over for him. Not feeling him there has her waking up so she can sit up and look for him. Her heart feels like it's lodged itself in her throat until she sees that he's just getting dressed and ready for the day. Reassured by that, she lies back and dozes off for another fifteen minutes or so before she wakes up enough that she can roll over and watch him.]
Ready to get going?
[Her voice is soft and thick with sleep as she pushes herself to sit up.]
I'll get ready and we can head out to get something to eat.
[As if on cue, her stomach growls, and she laughs as she covers her belly with both hands. He gets kicked out of the bathroom so she can do her business in there, and emerges a handful of minutes later with her toothbrush stuck in her mouth.
This easygoing sort of morning routine they've naturally fallen into together feels so nice. These motels aren't their home, but it feels like a little sneak peak of what things will be like when they do settle somewhere in California. ]