Sword of the Lost Gods ~fantasy rp~

[spirit_queen]

"good night again." Athena said to him, hoping there would be no need to say it a third time.

[Miranda_]

Heimdall sighed. He pulled his duvet around his nose trying to block out the smell of what was in the bin.

[spirit_queen]

Athena probably didn't have it half as bad, but decided it was bad enough to take out the trash. so she tied the plastic into a knot and carried it, and the scent, outside onto the curb.

[Miranda_]

Heimdall felt immediate relief; at least, from the sensory overload. The headache was as bad as ever, tho he hoped to be able to sleep it off.

[spirit_queen]

Athena came back in and immediately washed her hands, then laid back down on the couch, pulling her blnket on top of her. she was mentally exhausted, and easily fell asleep.

[Miranda_]

Heimdall eventually managed to get to sleep, too.

*later*

[spirit_queen]

Athena slept right through the change at dawn, doing nothing but shifting positions on the couch.

[Miranda_]

Heimdall did likewise; he was exhausted. He only woke up at the sound of his alarm.

[spirit_queen]

Tina did, too, for it was rather loud. Like usual, she sat up and rubbed her eyes. "Huh? Wha-?" Then she remembered. "Oh. I guess I'm not used to missing school." she sighed.

[Miranda_]

Shaun sat up, rubbing his head. "At least the baby didn't wake up. When we get to take the farmhouse again, the baby can have a room far away from mine."