indie champion may.
written by kit.

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Courtney’s rather obediently still as May checks up on her. There’s not much struggling or arguing the woman can do when she can hardly form sentences without trailing off or stumbling on a syllable. 

“M…my ankle hurts…” She mumbled, words faintly slurred. Seemed the alcohol was definitely settling in nicely by now. She’s vaguely aware she probably shouldn’t be putting herself in the company of someone like May while she was this out of it, but there wasn’t much she could do against it now. Just…try and keep tabs on herself best she could. Which…well, that was probably not going to happen. 

“I…fell…running.” She then added quietly, sliding her eyes shut again as she tried to block out the spinning dorm room.

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     Ah… yep, that was definitely booze. May isn’t much of a drinker herself, through a combination of disliking the taste and being underage anyways, but she definitely knew the smell of liquor thanks to more recreational friends of hers. Still, it’s not something she expects to smell on Courtney and certainly not so strong. What happened to that strange cocktail of cinnamon and coffee and smoke that usually accompanied her? It’s certainly better than this. 

     “Your ankle, huh?” The woman murmurs as her gaze flits to Courtney’s feet. A moment is spared to inspect the damage to the best of her ability, all the while taking care to not actually touch the injury. In a state like this, lord knows how Courtney would react.

      “Er…. it doesn’t look broken, I don’t think… maybe I should just get some ice to put on it and aspirin to deal with the ache for now. Ah, geez, Courtney… what even happened to you tonight?”

6 years ago with 54via , source
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