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[Ever since Shirley disappeared to another dimension, Fenimore hasn't been getting much sleep. The previous night hasn't been an exception, as she spends most of it tossing in her bed. Eventually, in the wee hours of the morning before it's even light out--possibly even just a few minutes before everyone returns from the Closed Space and she could stop worrying--she gives up.

Throwing on some clothes, she leaves the house to start wandering the village, keeping to the roads. She's not entirely sure what she expects to accomplish by doing so. She's come to the conclusion that Shirley has probably been mallynapped and the only other possibility she can think of is that Shirley was kidnapped by a villager. In either case, she isn't going to be able to help her any by walking through the streets in the dark, but she has spent the storm day yesterday cooped up in the house surrounded by people who were fretting just as much as she was, in their varied ways. She didn't want to spend any more time sitting in the kitchen, wondering what Shirley would be doing if she were still there.

Early dawn finds on a bench in the village centre. It seems four nights of little, restless sleep had caught up to her. She's asleep, with her head resting on her open journal, her legs curling slightly, and her arms crossing across her chest. Too tired to notice the light that filters through the clouds today, she'll be asleep either until mid-morning or until someone interrupts her.]

[Accidental "Voice"]

[It seems that before she fell asleep, she was debating asking whether such a silent mallynap as this one was normal--the only ones she had encountered were either the loud ones that made it over the journal or one that had involved a smashed window. So, with the journal half-ready for an intentional post, it doesn't take much for it to accidentally turn on in her sleep as they are wont to do.

This results in an extreme close-up of Fenimore's face and, due to the proximity, a fairly loud rendition of the normal slow breathing of someone who is fast asleep. At least she's not snoring.

The page also looks like it's getting wet, though the actual moisture is not transmitted any more than the actual ink in an ink spill would be in more standard written transmissions. Since it's not raining today, that water must be coming from Fenimore. Perhaps...tears?

...But a closer examination of its source will easily determine that it's just a little drool as she breathes open-mouthed on her journal-pillow. Her eyes are dry and there's no sign that she's upset at all as she drifts in peaceful unconsciousness.

~~To anyone who wakes her up, I apologise in advance. Fretting over her best friend + four nights of restless sleep = a very rude and cranky Fenimore. ...Correction: a ruder and crankier Fenimore.~~]

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I'm fine. What's it to you? [...Which completely contradicts what she was saying earlier, sigh.]

[Oh good, she's cranky. He can deal with cranky.]

Well you're on a bench in the town square. Would it have been too much trouble to walk all of twenty yards to the welcome center and found a bed?

[He's certainly had enough practice with it.]

Maybe...maybe I wanted to sleep on a bench! [...Even she knows this is a flimsy argument.]

Oh, of course you did. Who doesn't like waking up with a stiff back, right?

Edited 2010-05-25 16:24 (UTC)

[Well, she's not been asleep long enough to have a stiff back, but she can feel the beginnings of one and grimaces.]

I was just going on a walk. That's all.

You know, with regular exercise, you can have enough energy to make it all the way to the market and get home without falling over from exhaustion.

Don't talk to me like I'm some kind of idiot! I get groceries all the time!

I'm not the one who fell asleep on a bench because of a walk.

So what if I did? I was just resting my eyes!

Whatever you say. I just think that now that you're awake, you should go find somewhere else to sleep.

I'm not going to bed now that it's light out. [She stands up.]

Fine. Fine. What has you so worn out anyway?

[She looks down, biting her bottom lip. For a moment, she looks worried instead of sulky and cranky.] I--

[But that moment of not being annoying passes pretty quickly.] What business is that of yours?!

I was just asking. I don't really care that much.

[She opens her mouth to snap at him again, but she shuts it and takes a moment to get her temper in check.] I just haven't gotten much sleep lately, that's all.

Try drinking warm milk before you sleep. It will do wonders.

Are you sure that's not just some kind of old wives' tale?

Who knows? I've never been married!

[It takes her a moment to try to figure out what marrying has to do with drinking warm milk. Oh, right, old wives.] What, you're planning on becoming an old wife?

[... well that fell flat.] Actually I meant I've never had a wife. Young or old.

Edited 2010-05-25 18:04 (UTC)

[She had assumed that was it, but she's feeling ornery.] I never said it had to be yours.

Well I heard it from my gran. She's old, but she's not married anymore. [No, wait.] Actually, she is married again. So I guess it does count as one.

So you've never actually tried it yourself.

I never have trouble sleeping.

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