Maeve
"Incredibly rude. What would the people say should they find out?" Maeve manages to tease despite the way sweat begins to bead at her brow and her words become a touch strained thanks to the pain running through her body. It takes everything in her not to cringe outwardly, but she manages to keep her features fairly neutral besides the way her brows knit together. His fingers move up and down her arm lightly in soothing strokes along her arm through her borrowed sweater. "I don't think I can eat without getting sick. Not really sure I can drink either, but drinking might be more successful than eating."
Her eyes lift to his and she huffs out a laugh that she regrets a moment later, "You're not supposed to make me laugh, beastie. That doesn't help." She scolds softly through a hiss before she finally nods. "Guess it's time to drink until we or at least I get fucked up as you put it." Maeve murmurs, offering him another faint smile, but she doesn't make to move. Not when she's wary of the pain that will surely follow if she does. "Will you stay until I fall asleep? I know Remi is going to come, but... it would help."
Her eyes lift to his and she huffs out a laugh that she regrets a moment later, "You're not supposed to make me laugh, beastie. That doesn't help." She scolds softly through a hiss before she finally nods. "Guess it's time to drink until we or at least I get fucked up as you put it." Maeve murmurs, offering him another faint smile, but she doesn't make to move. Not when she's wary of the pain that will surely follow if she does. "Will you stay until I fall asleep? I know Remi is going to come, but... it would help."
Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips
We should just kiss like real people do
We should just kiss like real people do
