indie champion may.
written by kit.

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Does she really have to explain that? She doesn’t want to. Though the occasional drink or two was something Courtney did indulge in rarely, it really was unusual to smell it this strongly on her. She hated getting drunk.

With another small groan, the woman seems reluctant to explain herself as she draws an arm over her head and covers her face a bit with a disgruntled frown. “People…messing with me….I p…panicked‘n ran….an’ tripped…” She at least explained the injury. Not the drinking. But at least that much explained the ankle, as well as why she was dirty and pretty much soaked with slowly drying river water. 

“S….s…” She gave up for a moment, before trying again. “…Sorry…” She seemed to mumbled into her arm.

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     People messing with her, huh? May doesn’t like the sound of it; contrary, a frown is already tugging at the edges of her mouth just considering it. Why? Why were people so intent on giving Courtney slack for just… existing? Seeing her like this, so helpless and disoriented, and knowing that someone tried to take advantage of that just made her blood boil.

     Still, there’s not much she can do about that right now. As it was, Courtney was here and she needed attention— that would come first and foremost, regardless of how bad she wants to give these people a piece of her mind.

     “…. don’t be…. you didn’t do anything wrong.” She murmurs, complete with a faint shake of her head. “Ah… but hey. How about I go start you a bath or something so you can wash off and warm up? You’ll end up sick if you pass out in dirty, wet clothes. You’ll probably feel a lot better once you’re cleaned up too, honestly—”

6 years ago with 54via , source
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