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callmeemily) wrote2022-01-30 03:02 pm
callmeemily) wrote2022-01-30 03:02 pm
Hi, yes, I'd like to speak to someone about my Fairy Dog?
Did I die?
That was the first thought. The second? Am I going to California?
Groaning, Raleigh rolled over in her bed, mindlessly grappling out for the bottle of Gatorade that Past Raleigh kindly left with a bottle of Tylenol. Forty minutes later, and she was: more human, dog out and fed, showered, and nursing a cup of coffee as she wondered if she could actually stomach eating something.
Good morning 😩
If you still are up for Fairy Dog, I promise I have gatorade and coffee and maybe I can make eggs if I get a little less hung over??
door's unlocked, come on in
After the string of texts, Raleigh assured herself that Coop remembered where her apartment was. She closed her eyes, willing the Tylenol to work faster, even as Oscar chewed on possibly the squeakiest toys she'd ever gotten him, because of course he did.
That was the first thought. The second? Am I going to California?
Groaning, Raleigh rolled over in her bed, mindlessly grappling out for the bottle of Gatorade that Past Raleigh kindly left with a bottle of Tylenol. Forty minutes later, and she was: more human, dog out and fed, showered, and nursing a cup of coffee as she wondered if she could actually stomach eating something.
Good morning 😩
If you still are up for Fairy Dog, I promise I have gatorade and coffee and maybe I can make eggs if I get a little less hung over??
door's unlocked, come on in
After the string of texts, Raleigh assured herself that Coop remembered where her apartment was. She closed her eyes, willing the Tylenol to work faster, even as Oscar chewed on possibly the squeakiest toys she'd ever gotten him, because of course he did.
