Location- Landy's apartment
Status- Day
Role- Feral
Items- N/A
Suddenly, it was Landy was flung back into the real world. She could see again but everything was dimmed and she couldn't discern what she was looking at.
It took her a moment to get her feeling back. She felt the hand rubbing her back, the paw kneading her side, the pressure of the shoulder her head was leaning on, and the wet of the tears on her face.
She quickly stopped her tears.
Flashes of the face from her dreams danced in her head. She managed to collect her thoughts around them, though.
She was in her bed. The soft red sheets under her that went with her Indian palace themed bedroom told her that.
The soft paw that was kneading her side nervously was Miss Noir. That part was normal.
But she was unsure about the other parts. Who's shoulder was she on and who was rubbing her back? She pulled away to see.
It was Nerisa. The woman looked a little frazzled and uncomfortable. But Landy's real question was why is she here?
And she voiced this.
"What are you doing here? What happened? I can't think right now..." She put her hand to her head because another of those splitting migranes had just over taken her again.
"Ugh.. My head," she mumbled. Miss Noir then wiggled her way onto Landy's lap, stood up on her hind legs (resting her front paws on Landy's chest), and looked her in the eyes.
She let out a low, steady mew before she started rubbing her head against Landy's cheek. Landy absentmindedly reached her hand down to stroke her back as she tried to puzzle through her small pile of recollections and the pounding pain in her head.
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