[What the fuck is the war table. Is that some kind of in-joke from Egg's team? It doesn't sound like it, and Evelyn is in most of their slack channels anyways.]
That... would have to be at least the day before yesterday. You weren't home last night. Might not have been home the night before either, given healing times.
[She taps gently on her own collarbone, indicating where the edge of a lovebite is showing under Egg's collar. It doesn't feel like an odd thing to point out, given the many jokes that have been made about Evelyn's own tendency to make Cullen look like he'd lost a fight with a swarm of vacuum cleaners.]
If you're not sure, we should call Bull.
[Before Evelyn can make any move to do so, the door down the hall opens. Evelyn turns momentarily away from her friend to check on her boyfriend.]
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Date: 2024-05-15 02:29 am (UTC)That... would have to be at least the day before yesterday. You weren't home last night. Might not have been home the night before either, given healing times.
[She taps gently on her own collarbone, indicating where the edge of a lovebite is showing under Egg's collar. It doesn't feel like an odd thing to point out, given the many jokes that have been made about Evelyn's own tendency to make Cullen look like he'd lost a fight with a swarm of vacuum cleaners.]
If you're not sure, we should call Bull.
[Before Evelyn can make any move to do so, the door down the hall opens. Evelyn turns momentarily away from her friend to check on her boyfriend.]
Cullen? How are you feeling?
Like I've been hit by a train. Is there coffee?
Not yet. Ellana's here, wear pants.