Clean Up

“I can’t believe the nonsense you’ve been spouting! What were you thinking?!” Coco and Dusty were howling with laughter, nearly a puddle of hysterics while Lunaira crossed her arms. The fact that she was finally gaining strength in her bodily motions couldn’t even be considered an achievement since she now had this huge misunderstanding to fix.

“How was I supposed to know Marrow was listening to me mumble?”

“Considering you’re the one taking her under your wing until I return, you better hope she listens.” Illese at the very least had the decency to look ashamed as she lifted her hands above her head. Lunaira wanted to slowly suffocate into her pillow, unfortunately she was resting on her back, forced to endure. Her limited patience was drowning in agony as everyone else, with the exception of Mama Ori (who was not there) smiled and chuckled (or in two specific persons’ case, howled) at the conversation.