She waved him off, drying one of the bowls. "No worries." She paused before laughing a little. "It's going to be such a good sleep tonight."
She finished cleaning the dishes and stretched. “I’m going to go shower. Unless you were planning to?”
She tilted her head before going into her room and grabbing her blanket off her bed. She returned to him, draping it over him gently.
She squinted before going back to her bedroom and closing the door. She stretched out on the mattress. The events of the day quickly caught up to her and she fell asleep rather quickly.
(Zoop!) Over the next few days it would be clear that the paranoia of the previous events had set in with the people. They were angry and nervous, and rebelling against anyone who stepped up against them. Over time, it became apparent that something must be done to stop the people. Abel was in his planning room, frowning at a map.
She came in, balancing a crate of ammunition on her hip. She noticed his expression and frowned, coming over to him "What is it?"
He looked up at her. "I think the government is going to do something soon. To ease or stop the people."
Her frown deepened and she set the ammunition on the table, leaning to look at what he was studying. "Like what?"
