[ Eddie's starting to feel the edges of a buzz, the dull background throbbing of her headache melting away, and she winds up leaning back against one hand, cocking her head to one side until she remembers the heavy towel wrapped around her hair. She has to sit up a little straighter to pull the damn thing off, squeezing the ends for good measure before tossing the whole thing aside in the vague direction of the bathroom. It leaves her hair hanging loose in wet tendrils, but she just rakes them all out of her face with her fingers before turning her attention back to him. ]
What's that? [ she asks, picking up the pipe again and holding it out to him in a silent question. ]
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Date: 2025-05-25 01:09 am (UTC)What's that? [ she asks, picking up the pipe again and holding it out to him in a silent question. ]