alteracion | catchall yuel

Tell that to my ribs, dear.

[ she slides down to whisper into Grace's ribs ]

I love ya.

[ ,,, and okay she's cranky but that still makes her laugh ]

Are you talking to my ribcage.

[ she is, smushing her cheek against her abdomen ]

Didn't ya tell me to?

[ truly this is like being cranky around your pets. you continue to be cranky but just put them anyway ]

... I wasn't being literal.

[ is this pet play ]

Made ya smile, didn't it?

[ no ]

I guess. Everything still sucks though.

[ fair enough ]

What happened?

I don't know? It's been like this since I woke up. Everything sucks and it's worse than usual today.

Everything does kinda suck. [ i mean ] That's why I had a buncha drinks...

Maybe you should eat yer favourite food!

I tried? It was bland, and kind of lukewarm.

[ it was not, but sometimes, curse ]

What was it?

A ton of stuff, actually. I kept trying the food hoping something would be appealing, but everything was off.

[ she might be drunk but, ]

Did someone curse ya?

Everyone keeps asking me that, it's so annoying. I don't feel cursed!

Okay. Maybe ya need a drink. That doesn't taste good anyway.

How's getting me hangover better?

It's a caaaareful balance. Enough for a buzz but not enough to get sick.

Fiiiiine, I guess I can try it out. But you're responsible if I get a headache.

Hehe. [ kisses her cheek ] Sure, you can yell at me all ya want.