Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190616163743/@comment-5583506-20190624232816

Evangeline had awoken in the early hours once her sedatives had worn off. She had been suffering from some strange sights and nightmarish visions which she blamed on the drugs. She felt like someone had run her over with a Behemoth as the insides of her head felt all light and soft.

The pain in the wound had subsided and was now all neatly cleaned up and stitched together, though no doubt it would leave a scar.

She passed by Tanner in the main room, slightly flustered from last night's conversation. Everything was in a blurry haze. Did he know? Had she told him something last night? Had she told him how she felt? She couldn't remember. And if she had how would he react to her now?

Her heart pounded as she approached him, to the point where she feared her chestbone would crack. "G-good morning, Tanner", she said, her voice as faint and weak as a whisper.