[She accepts the coffee cup, ignoring the way it burns her frozen fingers, and takes an obedient sip.
She immediately spits it back out with a yelp of pain. HOT! HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT!]
I burneb by bung!
[She gives him a comically betrayed look. That hurt! (Still, the physical pain is a relief from the numbness, and much easier to handle than what's aching inside.)]
⊕ march 15th, late evening
She immediately spits it back out with a yelp of pain. HOT! HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT!]
I burneb by bung!
[She gives him a comically betrayed look. That hurt! (Still, the physical pain is a relief from the numbness, and much easier to handle than what's aching inside.)]