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The headache was more or less constant at the moment, but the nausea came and went. It wasn't a case of learning to live with; Charlie had done her getting used to it back in Midland before Hiro Nakamura turned up on that day the rain just wouldn't stop. She always found herself thinking more abou HIro when she didn't feel well. Once upon a time, she'd been ready to die. She's not ready for that anymore.
The kitchen is cool, the buzz of noise pleasant. Perfect place to make a mess.
She opens the blender and peers inside. The mixture smells heavy and damp. She prods it with her finger and makes a face and then she puts the lid back on and gives it another few minutes. She's got an old sheet spread out on the counter and, on top of it, a frame's resting. Today, she's making paper. Tomorrow, she'll make art.
She finds it sort of comforting to plan ahead, just a couple of days. She knows that Ianto's worried at the moment. She tries to make it seem like there's nothing wrong.
She straightens the frame and slops a handful of paper pulp down onto the stretched surface. It's oddly theraputic, feeling it squish between her fingers.
Of course, that's the moment when her nose starts to itch.
"Shit."
ooc: anyone who feels like getting messy OR helping the nice Texan girl out wiht her nose.
The kitchen is cool, the buzz of noise pleasant. Perfect place to make a mess.
She opens the blender and peers inside. The mixture smells heavy and damp. She prods it with her finger and makes a face and then she puts the lid back on and gives it another few minutes. She's got an old sheet spread out on the counter and, on top of it, a frame's resting. Today, she's making paper. Tomorrow, she'll make art.
She finds it sort of comforting to plan ahead, just a couple of days. She knows that Ianto's worried at the moment. She tries to make it seem like there's nothing wrong.
She straightens the frame and slops a handful of paper pulp down onto the stretched surface. It's oddly theraputic, feeling it squish between her fingers.
Of course, that's the moment when her nose starts to itch.
"Shit."
ooc: anyone who feels like getting messy OR helping the nice Texan girl out wiht her nose.