Always felt like part of me was missing (rp for Zee)
Farah was numb as she looked over her shoulder, her fingers shaking a little as she struggled with the keys to try and open the door. She pushed the door open gently, reaching to flip the switch for the lights to turn them on before she stepped into the place. It was fairly empty, just a few pieces of furniture here and there. It was clear that she hadn't been living there for long as most of the place was filled with boxes and things that needed to be put together, like a crib that was in the corner and definitely not finished.
But she wasn't thinking about that, she looked back at the woman who was looking around with wide eyes and she swallowed thickly as she wanted to cry. Zee wasn't dead. She was standing right there in front of her, covered in dried blood and looking lost. She didn't remember anything, she didn't know who Farah was or what was going on. Farah didn't know what to do.
"Um, sit on the couch. Or...um, we need to get you cleaned up." She nodded at her, "I might have some clothes you can wear." Only shorts and maybe a shirt, she was shorter than the other woman after all. She shrugged her jacket off, running a hand over her round belly as she tossed the jacket over a chair and looked back. "Do you want a bath?"
But she wasn't thinking about that, she looked back at the woman who was looking around with wide eyes and she swallowed thickly as she wanted to cry. Zee wasn't dead. She was standing right there in front of her, covered in dried blood and looking lost. She didn't remember anything, she didn't know who Farah was or what was going on. Farah didn't know what to do.
"Um, sit on the couch. Or...um, we need to get you cleaned up." She nodded at her, "I might have some clothes you can wear." Only shorts and maybe a shirt, she was shorter than the other woman after all. She shrugged her jacket off, running a hand over her round belly as she tossed the jacket over a chair and looked back. "Do you want a bath?"