013 ∂ VOICE
[She'd fumbled her phone out of her pillowcase (emergencies happened a lot - it never hurt to be prepared) a short time after she'd been woken up by the fact that her toes were freezing. Her voice is slurred and sleepy - all muffled, domed noise from somewhere fully tucked underneath her blanket.]
Um? [A yawn.] Why're we outside?
Um? [A yawn.] Why're we outside?