Whumpcember Day 1: Hypothermia
Faleece had pulled him out of the snow where he'd fallen. She'd found the heater and turned it on in front of him. She had flopped a blanket and pillow beside him and nervously tapped her fingers together, watching him long enough to make sure he was still breathing. She did feel terrible, having forgotten him out in the cold. She made some hot milk (she had heard from somewhere that it was good for cold people maybe?), but when she returned, he still hadn't moved. His eyes were open, and she waved in front of them with no response... Feeling very unsure and awkward, Faleece reached toward his pale skin, touching his hand ever so slightly. Jumping backward, Faleece shook her hands at the feeling of skin on hers... of course he was cold, what else was she supposed to do about it? She frowned, but lay across the room, back on the couch... he'd still be alive in the morning... surely.
(more Deego because i love him. trying a whump list for the first time! not every day will have art probably, but anyway ( ﾉ ﾟｰﾟ)ﾉ 📜🖋🕯)
