Ugh. So fleeing Ebou Dar in one hell of a hurry, then helping a totally wiped out
Karla back to her cabin (and snarking the whole way) before making it back to her own would've been tiring enough as it was; doing it not that many hours after
getting both arms freaking dislocated in a fight was worse. Throw in the constant ravenous hunger--
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Having been disappointed when she'd arrived back from Bon Temps (by way of the dorms) to an empty B4, Sookie was compelled to walk over to the other side of the cabin and gingerly knock lightly on the doorframe. "Busy weekend?"
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And now she was freaking starving. So annoying.
"Karla told me, by the way. Some of what went down. So this is me, glad you're back. Come on in."
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She swung her legs over the side of the bed and indicated the end of it (which, for once, was clear of spare clothes since she'd kicked them onto the floor) in case Sookie wanted to sit.
"So I'm pretty freaking exhausted. Mat's fine, too." Or had been when they left, anyway. She didn't know about the wall, what the hell.
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"So -- cool," she said. she didn't love the sound of a lot of stuff went down, but she'd swallow her anxiety. "And you weren't like ... hiding behind rocks for the fighting? That's good."
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