[ Lottie gets the towel and scurries back inside, the door closing and locking after. She tries to clean up as much she can without making it too obvious, but despite her efforts more feathers pluck through the surface of her skin and seem to grow even faster. She's blinks back her tears successfully, holding back the desire to scream into her bloody towel, and some seconds after Gray can hear the inviting click of the lock. ]
Okay.. You can come in, now.
[ She'll leave the actual door opening to her, because she's positioned herself casually near the sink, her back leaning against it so she won't have to look at herself in the mirror. Or worse, look at her looking at herself in the mirror. It's clear despite the fact she's spruced up as much she can, the disease is still rifling through her body, making bits of her skin pale and bloody. Fresh puncture wounds litter the surface of her body — the direct result of the feathers. She smiles faintly, ]
Thanks for waiting. I hope I didn't take too long..
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Okay.. You can come in, now.
[ She'll leave the actual door opening to her, because she's positioned herself casually near the sink, her back leaning against it so she won't have to look at herself in the mirror. Or worse, look at her looking at herself in the mirror. It's clear despite the fact she's spruced up as much she can, the disease is still rifling through her body, making bits of her skin pale and bloody. Fresh puncture wounds litter the surface of her body — the direct result of the feathers. She smiles faintly, ]
Thanks for waiting. I hope I didn't take too long..