Unfortunately she can't manage to untangle herself from the sheets enough to make an escape before he's regarding her proper. His (Warm? Adoring?) gaze now unmistakably focused on her ("Schatzi?" What does that mean?) she freezes in place like a deer in headlights.]
A-ah, hi. Good morning. So sorry-- I didn't mean to wake you. J-just lie back down. Go back to sleep.
[Where did all that hair come from? Is it a wig? Is his fog form acting up? She always thought that thing was always going to be the death of her... he looks too good. It's not fair.
She doesn't get to worry about that detail for much longer though, since all her fussing seems to have stolen away his last little bit of cover.
Once again her hands rocket straight to her mouth, head turning sharply up and away, making the point that she didn't see a thing.]
Ohhhmygodimsosorry— [Muffled against her palm before she realizes that she's just uncovered herself in the process and now she must scramble to gather the sheets around her again.]
I-it's just a dream! Just a weird dream! Don't mind me, I was never here!
[Keeping her eyes on the ceiling, she starts trying to navigate backwards off the bed again, one arm holding the sheets to her chest and the other patting around for the edge of the mattress.
Is is really HIM she's trying to convince, here? Seems like she might be ready to die of shame for the both of them...]
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Date: 2023-09-29 02:53 am (UTC)Unfortunately she can't manage to untangle herself from the sheets enough to make an escape before he's regarding her proper. His (Warm? Adoring?) gaze now unmistakably focused on her ("Schatzi?" What does that mean?) she freezes in place like a deer in headlights.]
A-ah, hi. Good morning. So sorry-- I didn't mean to wake you. J-just lie back down. Go back to sleep.
[Where did all that hair come from? Is it a wig? Is his fog form acting up? She always thought that thing was always going to be the death of her... he looks too good. It's not fair.
She doesn't get to worry about that detail for much longer though, since all her fussing seems to have stolen away his last little bit of cover.
Once again her hands rocket straight to her mouth, head turning sharply up and away, making the point that she didn't see a thing.]
Ohhhmygodimsosorry— [Muffled against her palm before she realizes that she's just uncovered herself in the process and now she must scramble to gather the sheets around her again.]
I-it's just a dream! Just a weird dream! Don't mind me, I was never here!
[Keeping her eyes on the ceiling, she starts trying to navigate backwards off the bed again, one arm holding the sheets to her chest and the other patting around for the edge of the mattress.
Is is really HIM she's trying to convince, here? Seems like she might be ready to die of shame for the both of them...]