My muse is sick, and won’t admit it. Send “You need to rest.” for their reaction. @muffycake
Sitting on the couch did little to help the pain he felt, but it at least helped him to mask the fact that he felt something not entirely comfortable. That dull throbbing pain in his right temple that made even looking at something for too long too much of an ordeal. A low hiss passed by his lips as a small beam of light entered what was essentially a darkened room. To her words little more was done other than dismissively wave her off with one hand. The other pulling down the brim of his hat.
“I don’t need no rest,” He growled, averting his gaze. “If yer coming in, hurry up would ya? And shut the door while yer at it...”

















