Emilia groaned, rubbing her temples as the harsh morning sunlight choking right through her throbbing skull, and the open blinds did nothing to help her situation , She squinted, the blinding brightness feeling like daggers, and muttered to herself, 'Who even invented headaches? Because they need a serious talking - to.' She winced, sitting up slowly as the room spun around her, while her mouth felt dry as sandpaper. She glanced at the bedside table and spotted a small bottle of Advil with a note next to it.
Went out. Be back soon. -L
She rolled her eyes, popping a couple of Advil pills into her mouth and chasing them down with the water he’d left, gratefully and downing it in one go. 'Mmm, thoughtful.' she murmured, feeling a small twinge of warmth despite the throbbing.
The chill wate
