While he takes care of the rest, Yelena goes to find her painkillers to toss down her throat before she gets into an incredibly hot shower to help wash away some of the yuck that comes with a hangover.
She lingers for awhile, letting the near-scalding water help ease some of the knots in her shoulders; distantly, she has a thought about asking James to help press the rest of it out with a massage later.
She wanders out eventually in a black and pink pajama set she can be comfortable in. Her apartment is warm enough, she’s not cold despite being in shorts. She drags a brush through her hair and tosses it up in a claw clip out of the way.
“I smell bacon,” she says, sing-song in her tone, as she makes her way toward the kitchen.
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I think you are correct.
You know where my spare key is, if I am not out of the shower by the time you get here, yes?
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So take your time, I'll let myself in.
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I will see you soon xox
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While he takes care of the rest, Yelena goes to find her painkillers to toss down her throat before she gets into an incredibly hot shower to help wash away some of the yuck that comes with a hangover.
She lingers for awhile, letting the near-scalding water help ease some of the knots in her shoulders; distantly, she has a thought about asking James to help press the rest of it out with a massage later.
She wanders out eventually in a black and pink pajama set she can be comfortable in. Her apartment is warm enough, she’s not cold despite being in shorts. She drags a brush through her hair and tosses it up in a claw clip out of the way.
“I smell bacon,” she says, sing-song in her tone, as she makes her way toward the kitchen.