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Honestly, she hadn't meant to take a nap today. One wouldn't think she would need one, judging by how late she slept this morning. Rae had intended to do some baking, and maybe take a walk outside (since there was some sort of building with guns blocking her normal running route around the lake).
But she hadn't felt like baking, and her walk just took too much energy. Sitting outside in the sickly redness of Milliways' sunlight hadn't helped, either; it had just made her sick to her stomach. Not even her usual jolt of caffeine really helped her feel more like herself. So, calling the day an utter bust, she'd curled up on the couch to do some reading (Altar of Darkness, today). Except that plan had failed, too. She had fallen asleep, book still open and balanced on the couch armrest, right in the middle of the plot twist.
But she hadn't felt like baking, and her walk just took too much energy. Sitting outside in the sickly redness of Milliways' sunlight hadn't helped, either; it had just made her sick to her stomach. Not even her usual jolt of caffeine really helped her feel more like herself. So, calling the day an utter bust, she'd curled up on the couch to do some reading (Altar of Darkness, today). Except that plan had failed, too. She had fallen asleep, book still open and balanced on the couch armrest, right in the middle of the plot twist.