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Celeste Harlow - Celeste nodded and gave him a soft smile. "Okay, love. Just don't fall in the shower." she teased lightly before she pecked him on the lips and got up, going over to their closet and finding a old dark blue tshirt of Sages that was huge on her, and a pair of light blue sleep shorts. Celeste hung her towel up to dry and went back to Sage, picking up Lizzie, so Sage could get up. "Have a good shower, love." she said lovingly and gave him another peck on the lips before exiting the room with Liz. Celeste tucked Lizzie in her crib, making sure she was warm enough. She kissed the little girl goodnight before she left Liz's nursery and went down to the kitchen and made Sage some buttered toast. When she came back upstairs, Sage was in the shower, so she set down his plate of toast, and peaked her head into their bathroom. "Everything okay, baby?" she asked, making sure he was okay.
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Sage sort of just played with Lizzie best he could to try and keep her entertained while Celeste got dressed. He kissed her back once she'd came over and spoke up. He chuckled softly, handing the baby to her and then nodding. "Don't worry, this happens every month. I can manage not to die in the shower," he promised, a hint of amusement to his voice. He looked over to the bathroom then, just letting the arm water soothe his achy muscles and such, as well as wash the sweat and and remaining blood off his body. When Celeste poked her head in her sort of grunted with a tired shrug. "still alive if that's what you mean," he joked though. He did appreciate her help...he just didn't want her to overwork herself either.
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Celeste Harlow - Celeste smiled gently, "Okay, love. Your toast is on your bedside table for when you get out. I'm gonna go give Lizzie her last bottle, and put her to bed." she said before pulling the bathroom door shut, and leaving Sage to enjoy his shower. Celeste went downstairs to Liz's room and found her sitting in her crib, looking around. When she spotted Celeste a big silly smile appeared on her face. Celeste smiled back at the little baby and went over to her, picking her up and giving her her bottle for the night. Liz sucked down the milk happily, pushing away the empty bottle when she was done. Celeste set the bottle aside and burped her until Liz was ready to go to bed. Celeste tucked the little baby in her crib, giving her plenty of blankets as tonight was supposed to be a bit chilly.
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Sage sort of nodded in response to Celeste saying the toast was there for him when he was done. "thanks babe," he mused lightly, relaxing for a few more minutes after she'd left before starting the process of getting out, drying off, and getting dressed. It took him a while, but he got there eventually. Once that was done he limped over to the table where she'd set the food up and plopped down in the chair with a sigh. He wouldn't want to eat on the bed and get crumbs everywhere.....that would just be uncomfortable for both of them. So he nibbled at the toast, getting through maybe half of it before his stomach decided it didn't like it and he set it down with a sigh.
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Celeste Harlow - After Lizzie dozed off, Celeste went back upstairs to her and Sages bedroom, feeling particularlly exhausted. But Celeste still had to be there for Sage and Liz, so she wouldn't let herself rest until everything was in order. Celeste walked in to their room to find Sage sitting in the chair by the window, looking a little green. Celeste frowned a bit and walked over to him. "Hey, love, are you feeling okay?" she asked softly, putting a gentle hand on his cheek.
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Sage had zoned out in an attempt to, you know, not throw up on the floor. It was hardwood where he was at thankfully, but still. When Celeste came in he sort of blinked back into reality and made a face. "my body just hates me," he grumbled. "You might have to find a bowl or bucket or something, cuz there's no way I'm making it to the bathroom in time if I throw up," he added, figuring it looked pretty obvious he'd most likely throw up. And soon.
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Celeste Harlow - Celeste nodded quickly. "Okay, love, just hang tight." she said, and kissed his head before running of to their bathroom and getting the bucket from under the sink, she had put there specifically for this. She brought the bucket out and put it next to Sages side of the bed, before running back over to him. "Lets get you to bed, baby." she said softly, helping him up.
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Sage gave her a thankful nod when she grabbed the bucket, sort of taking a few shallow breaths in an attempt not to throw up everywhere. That wouldn't help anyone. When she got back with the bucket and mentioned moving, he cast her a doubtful look. "I don't know if that's smart," he noted after a moment, but she insisted, so he sighed and let her help him. They got maybe halfway to the bed before he halted, half reaching for the bucket. She moved to put a hand on his face, concerned, and while he appreciated it, he still needed the bucket. He moved to step to the side to grab it, but the movement caused everything to just....come back up. Onto both of them. He cursed after he'd stopped gagging stuff up, giving her a definitely embarrassed look. "Sorry," he noted, eyeing the soaked outfits of them both, face red.
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Celeste Harlow - Celeste backed away a step, covered in vomit. Celeste didn't mind it being on her clothes and skin, but it was in her hair. Although it looked like Sage hadn't hit the ground, so it was just them she had to clean up. Celeste sighed, "Its okay, love." she murmured to him, giving him a soft yet exhausted look. "Cmon, lets get you cleaned up." she said, helping him into the bathroom. Once they were in there, she had Sage sit on the edge of the bathtub. "Do you think you're gonna be sick again?" she asked.
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Sage sort of just groaned in response to her comment, still quite embarrassed about the whole thing. He murmured another apology, letting her lead him into the bathroom and sitting down heavily once he got the chance. He shook his head in response to her comment, letting out an unamused chuckle. "not unless I eat something more," he noted with a sigh, moving to turn the water on and tug the faucet head towards them. They'd have to wash off probably. "Come here, let me get that out of your hair at least," he added, figuring that would be the worst of it. They could change clothes. Luckily, it wasn't that much vomit....just half the toast. But still.
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