Seras had tried the whole 'sleep' thing, but the bad dreams and intermittant nosebleeds had nixed that. She lay in the clinic bed, doing her best to follow Stark's instructions and not move her head. This pretty much limited her actions to staring at the ceiling and thinking.
Her train of thought circled around two topics: a) What the ghost had said to her at the campfire on Saturday and b) how everyone was supposed to 'take care of eachother' in fandom and how she'd failed rather spectacularly at that.
Seras squeezed her eyes shut. She'd already counted every crack on the blasted ceiling, anyhow.
Walter had handwavily asked around and found out that Seras was still in the clinic. He found his way in past the nurse with a handful of books including a crossword puzzle book.
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Her train of thought circled around two topics: a) What the ghost had said to her at the campfire on Saturday and b) how everyone was supposed to 'take care of eachother' in fandom and how she'd failed rather spectacularly at that.
Seras squeezed her eyes shut. She'd already counted every crack on the blasted ceiling, anyhow.
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"How are you feeling?"
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"Oh...hi," she said, doing her best to sit up.
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"I heard you were here. How much longer before you get out?"
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