Stuffy and Eluuna's 1 on 1!

She returned in a moment holding a couple painkiller and a glass of water. Placing them on the bedside table, she slipped back into the warm, makeshift bed, wrapping her arms around him.

 

She glanced up at him, her brow furrowed in concern.

"You okay?"

 

"Aw, my darling," she sympathized. "There's painkillers on the table. Do you want them?"

 

She stood up, walking over to the table to grab them. She sat next to him, her legs crossing over each other.

"Well, now I've met drunk Francis!"

 

"Very concerned with his fish's wellbeing, at least," she said, rubbing his back.

 

"Sounds good," she said, kissing his cheek. "Do you have work today?"

 

"That's good, right?" she asked. "I mean, I have to go in for training fairly soon, but at least have some time to try to get... you know. Un-hungover."

 

"It is," she agreed, leaning down and kissing his sternum. "But that's okay."

 

She frowned, pulling her knees to her chest.

"I'm sorry you feel gross."

 

"Perhaps," she said, lying down next to him and slipping her arms around him, burying her face in his chest. "But I can still be sorry."