[ there's more than a little regret in her heart as she watches him go, and a healthy helping of guilt, but then, these days she is always feeling guilty. this illness has taken its toll on everyone around her, and to see prompto so tired, so worn down from it all is a slow poison far more potent than the one currently coursing through her veins. will they even be the same, after this? assuming she makes it through at all. could he still love her after all she has put him through?
with a soft sigh, alisaie glances down toward peo, who wags his tail slowly, hopefully, before she's getting to work.
all told it takes fifteen minutes or so, far longer than it should take any able-bodied young girl to do something so simple as change bedsheets, but this is the life that she is slowly growing accustomed to. she lays a towel over the pillow to preserve the fresh linens as long as possible, sets another on the nightstand and sinks immediately into bed, gently patting the space beside her to invite peo up and into her arms. with one hand she holds him near to her chest, the other winding tight around the silver locket at her neck and holding fast. ]
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with a soft sigh, alisaie glances down toward peo, who wags his tail slowly, hopefully, before she's getting to work.
all told it takes fifteen minutes or so, far longer than it should take any able-bodied young girl to do something so simple as change bedsheets, but this is the life that she is slowly growing accustomed to. she lays a towel over the pillow to preserve the fresh linens as long as possible, sets another on the nightstand and sinks immediately into bed, gently patting the space beside her to invite peo up and into her arms. with one hand she holds him near to her chest, the other winding tight around the silver locket at her neck and holding fast. ]