indie champion may.
written by kit.

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She already felt sick. Though that was from the alcohol, not the dirty state she was in. All things considered, she did prefer the feeling of being clean, over whatever the hell this was. Lowering her arm from her face, and letting her glossed eyes open, the woman sighs quietly.

“…okay…” She was barely audible, though the faint nod of her head assured that it was an agreement that she was giving May. There was a nudge behind her, before Rory had seemed to come back, presenting May and Courtney with water. Likely something he figured his human trainer would need right now. To drink, opposed to falling into, this time. At least that much was giving Courtney a bit of incentive to try and get herself to sit up a bit more. 

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     At least she wasn’t trying to fight the help. May heaves a small sigh before taking the glass of water from the Infernape’s hands (?) and motioning for Courtney to lean forward. Of course, that takes a bit of effort on both of their ends but eventually she’s sat upright once more, looking just about as shabby as ever. Lord, May can only imagine the sort of night the woman has had but questions on that are going to have to wait.

      “Er…. here, drink this. You probably need something to flush all that crap outta ya anyways.” She murmurs as hands tilt the brim of the cup to Courtney’s lips. Seems like she wasn’t about to chance handing it to the woman and having it end up spilt all over her. At this point, she wouldn’t be surprised in all honesty…. if there was such a thing as bad luck, it clung to Courtney almost as well as the mud.

     “Are you going to be okay here while I go run the bath?”

6 years ago with 54via , source
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