New York City, Thursday Evening
Eve had been coming down with something for the past couple days, so it wasn't really surprising when she'd woken up that morning feeling like absolute shit. She'd crawled out of bed only long enough to shower -- and pray to God she didn't pass out in the shower -- before putting fresh pajamas on and crawling back into bed.
She'd slept most of the day, which meant that now she was pretty much wide awake. And since she hadn't eaten anything, she was in the kitchen fixing herself a bowl of soup. She wasn't actually hungry, but she knew she needed to at least try getting something into her system.
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She'd slept most of the day, which meant that now she was pretty much wide awake. And since she hadn't eaten anything, she was in the kitchen fixing herself a bowl of soup. She wasn't actually hungry, but she knew she needed to at least try getting something into her system.
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