[Last night had been something of a mess, but a very manageable mess, by Evelyn's standards. Egg's apartment is on the other side of the city, so when the two of them ended up staying at the office until 9pm to meet a deadline, Evelyn had offered her couch. What she hadn't counted on was coming home to her boyfriend in the middle of the migraine from hell, curled up in the bathroom with the lights off because he'd already thrown up twice. She hadn't exactly been the best host for the rest of the evening, but, hey. Sometimes you need to keep the apartment absolutely silent for medical reasons.]
[Cullen sleeps through whatever the noise in the living room was, thankfully, because he still looks pale. She should probably go remind Egg that they need to keep quiet.]
[She gets up, careful not to disturb her miserable lump, and walks out into the hallway. She's not wearing much, just underwear and an oversized, poorly printed beige t-shirt with "A WOMAN'S PLACE IS IN THE BARN" written over a picture of an off-model cartoon horse.]
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Date: 2024-04-13 03:42 am (UTC)[Cullen sleeps through whatever the noise in the living room was, thankfully, because he still looks pale. She should probably go remind Egg that they need to keep quiet.]
[She gets up, careful not to disturb her miserable lump, and walks out into the hallway. She's not wearing much, just underwear and an oversized, poorly printed beige t-shirt with "A WOMAN'S PLACE IS IN THE BARN" written over a picture of an off-model cartoon horse.]
Hey. Cullen's still out, keep it down, please.
[Wait. Why is Egg so distressed.]
...Are you alright?