When I awoke the next morning...

[reaping_duchess]

When she awoke the next morning, she was relieved that it was morning. The correct morning. A morning following a night. Considering that her daughter had been leaving her spatially confused, a morning was a good thing to wake up to.

And then there were the nightmares... she knew they were just because she was worried and logically didn't

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[mortnotboy]

((Aw, poor baby.))

[reaping_duchess]

((What? Who? Huh? *head explody!* ))

[mortnotboy]

((Susan. I feel sorry for her. *Rolls eyes*))

[reaping_duchess]

((Oh. Right. Sorry, I'm a bit out of it today. Yeah, I feel sorry for her too, but I do love making the lives of my characters difficult. ;) ))

[mortnotboy]

((Heh heh heh. Well, at the moment, one of my characters is hiding from another one of my characters. It makes my head feel funny.))

[reaping_duchess]

((Lol! I'd imagine there wouldn't be much room to hide in there. Maybe you should borrow someone else's head, so they can move away further. *grins*))

[mortnotboy]

((*Sticks out tongue*))