𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤.

[faceclaim update]

I clasp my fingers together and stretch my arms into the air above my head; going up on my tiptoes as I stretch. I should be getting prepared to go for my daily run but for once the warmth from the campfire is far more appealing given the recent colder weather.

Why didn’t anyone tell me?

I guess it doesn’t matter much anyway. There’s not much to be thankful for anymore.

That would have been an interesting thing to see.

That does sound nice. We should do it.

We have to take what we can get around here.

[I groan and rest my head in the crook of my elbow, settled down by the campfire and huddled into a tiny pile.] The entity couldn’t have spared some pillows? [I mumble quietly, speaking to no one in particular.]

GG Evan

I have a killer headache so will accept one of the following: — a nap — one mug of Claudette’s tea that helps with headaches — a hard hit to the back of the head that will knock me the fuck out.

[I duck behind one of the shorter walls in the map and wait for the sound of the terror radius to fade before I slump down onto my ass and clutch my side.] Ah — 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠 [I hiss sharply; opening my medkit in order to start patching myself up.]

Pulls my Christmas sweater over my shoulders and immediately pulls my hands back inside the sleeves with a content little sigh. warm ( and itchy )

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