Didn't think this would be how you went, to be honest...
[So he's being dramatic and although Tifa does muster a slightly amused grin, she also feels sorry for him. How long has he been like this? And more importantly, how long is long enough for him to get stuck to the floor?
She reaches out instead to brush her fingers through his hair to check how hot he is, and is surprised when it springs back into place with more volume than it had before she disturbed it.
Shiva's tits, this really is bad.]
Eustace, can you at least get up off the floor so I can get you some water?
[But before he can even answer, she gets up and leaves him there to grab some, and making sure to put extra ice in.
And when she returns to his side, he will feel the sharp cold of an ice cube on his bared back...
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Oh, okay.]
Didn't think this would be how you went, to be honest...
[So he's being dramatic and although Tifa does muster a slightly amused grin, she also feels sorry for him. How long has he been like this? And more importantly, how long is long enough for him to get stuck to the floor?
She reaches out instead to brush her fingers through his hair to check how hot he is, and is surprised when it springs back into place with more volume than it had before she disturbed it.
Shiva's tits, this really is bad.]
Eustace, can you at least get up off the floor so I can get you some water?
[But before he can even answer, she gets up and leaves him there to grab some, and making sure to put extra ice in.
And when she returns to his side, he will feel the sharp cold of an ice cube on his bared back...
Poor husband. :( ]