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He went and got her meds, setting the bottle beside her as he went and sat before finishing eating. Caden then went to the medicine cabinet and popping two of the pills he was prescribed, them helping. |
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"No, it's fine." She muttered pushing the bottle away |
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"Just take them, you're supposed to anyways." He sighed, taking two of hers out and setting them beside her, leaving no choice. (almost done with your art :D just crediting rn) |
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Could you post it on ur shop or smth? The link doesn't work for me...) Rose rolled her eyes and took them, much to her throat and lung's objections |
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(yup) Caden's kicked in quickly, easing everything as he quieted. |
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Rose's head hurt a bit but the ache in her lungs turned to a dull throb |
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Caden's mind silenced, him as well. |
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Rose got up and headed up to the bedroom, trying to fall asleep |
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He could still feel the faint echoes scratching his mind, though they were fainter-atleast, for now they were. Caden went back into his study per usual, the whiskey from earlier and the meds coping everything as he swept it under the bus. He sat at his desk and groaned lightly, running a hand through his hair before going back to his usual schedule: talking to himself, scribbling notes, contemplating life, and about to give up. |
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Rose went downstairs to Caden, poking her head in as her pain was manageable at the moment. "Hey, love." She said softly, walking in and placing a hand on his shoulder. "What are you working on?" She inquired softly, pecking his cheek |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
