[ nooo, she doesn't want to wake up, don't make her. except the scent does, in fact, get her to poke her head out of the blankets. and then sit up because holy shit that is a lot of flowers, did she fall asleep in a greenhouse, what is going on. so many flowers. leaning over she plucks one from the nightstand to bury her nose in, breathing deeply. ]
What is... I'm confused. [ look, she barely knows what month it is, let alone what day. /denser than a bag of bricks. ]
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What is... I'm confused. [ look, she barely knows what month it is, let alone what day. /denser than a bag of bricks. ]