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[OOC: The morning after this...]

It's lovely and warm, and Shelley so doesn't want to wake up. She sighs and curls closer to the warm body holding her.

Wait.

What?

Um.

She disentangles herself from the covers and Mouse's arms. Mouse. That's who it is, she met him yesterday...

Um. Oh dear. She gets up, pulling on her dressing gown, and standing rather awkwardly by the bed. As she fully recollects the happenings of the day before, she also remembers something of what she was feeling like...

...But inexplicably isn't feeling now.

"Okay..."

Mouse is waking up. Not sure what else she can do, she gives him a rather embarrassed smile. "Uh... Hi!"

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And so. Awkward silence. She has to break it.

"Look, um, do you want to go get breakfast? I think it'll be easier to talk a bit over some food, and maybe work out what was going on."

She grabs a few random items of clothing from her wardrobe as she say, "I'm going to go get, er, dressed. I think your clothes are all on the floor there. Oh, and on the dresser. And under the bed. Er... hanging off the light, too."

Mouse looks very embarrassed. What with the clothing strewn around the room and all.

"Breakfast sounds good."

As soon as Shelley's gone, he gets dressed quickly. Same clothes as yesterday. Lovely.

She knocks on the door before entering. "Uh... Is it okay for me to come back in?" Not that modesty should be an issue this late in the day, but circumstances have changed somewhat. "I'd offer to lend you some of my clothes but, uh... I don't think they'd suit you."

"Yeah, you can come back in." He combs his hair with his fingers. It doesn't look too amazing.

She comes back in, and smiles no less awkwardly, but in a friendly way. "So. Um, shall we go? Or do you want to go get stuff from your room first, and meet me a bit later? You said you were..." Don't say 'Dead', Shelley! "...Staying here?" Well done, girl.

She very carefully doesn't say. 'Or would you prefer to just pretend this whole thing never happened?' 'Cause although running away is looking like an attractive option, she wants to find out what was going on. Or it might happen again. With someone scary!

"Sure, let's go." Mouse's soul cries out for food. And answers.

But mostly food.

They go down to the bar.

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