Alcove A2 | Courage Wolf Cabin | So Late It's Monday Morning
Caroline was sleeping. Or something.
Okay, so she wanted to be sleeping, but the floor was missing a layer or two of sleeping bag that she'd enjoyed last time they were in the cabins and so she was mostly just shifting uncomfortably in a pile of blankets in the floor of her alcove and thinking. Or was that overthinking?
Her cot was where she'd ditched it, stacked precariously on top of the cot in the adjacent alcove. This time around there was no empty alcove to store her cot in and stuffing it in his alcove had seemed like a great idea to Caroline since Jake hadn't been around to reject her plan. When he did arrive, he would get to choose between dealing with the cot situation himself or joining her in the alcove. She thought it was pretty clear what she'd prefer, but the jury was out on how he'd respond. He was good at surprising her, after all.
But her intention was to be sleeping if he ever did show. If she could manage to fall asleep, that was. All cuddled up on her side with her wee stuffed wolf replacement, trying not to shiver in the cold her t-shirt nightgown could never dream of saving her from, it seemed Caroline was too busy overthinking the situation to sleep.
[NFB. OOC: For her alcovemate and speedy magical pinging, oh yeeeeeeeah]
Okay, so she wanted to be sleeping, but the floor was missing a layer or two of sleeping bag that she'd enjoyed last time they were in the cabins and so she was mostly just shifting uncomfortably in a pile of blankets in the floor of her alcove and thinking. Or was that overthinking?
Her cot was where she'd ditched it, stacked precariously on top of the cot in the adjacent alcove. This time around there was no empty alcove to store her cot in and stuffing it in his alcove had seemed like a great idea to Caroline since Jake hadn't been around to reject her plan. When he did arrive, he would get to choose between dealing with the cot situation himself or joining her in the alcove. She thought it was pretty clear what she'd prefer, but the jury was out on how he'd respond. He was good at surprising her, after all.
But her intention was to be sleeping if he ever did show. If she could manage to fall asleep, that was. All cuddled up on her side with her wee stuffed wolf replacement, trying not to shiver in the cold her t-shirt nightgown could never dream of saving her from, it seemed Caroline was too busy overthinking the situation to sleep.
[NFB. OOC: For her alcovemate and speedy magical pinging, oh yeeeeeeeah]