[ She doesn't mean to snap at them, and she looks away, back down at the sandwiches after she says it. She knows they are just worried about her - hell, she hasn't looked in the mirror, but if she looks as bad as she feels, she'd be worried too. But their concern is grating and she clears her throat, trying to talk down the feeling that is trying to crawl up her throat. ]
Really. I'm fine.
[ Chloe slaps some meat on the sandwiches. They are out of just about everything else, but she has managed to stretch their resources with the kind of talent only capable of a single mother. ]
I have a kid. And I work full time. I'm used to running ragged. [ She looks up at them again, trying to offer a weak, pale smile. She has no intention of sleeping until whatever is happening to her happens. She finds herself hoping she can fight it off the next day or two until the event is supposed to end. If she can't, she doesn't intend on waking up from a nap as a zombie and killing her friends.
The thing is, she's not sure she's going to make it. The longer she's on her feet, the worse it gets. Lucifer and Seth aren't stupid; they'll figure it out, and she doesn't know what comes next. She doesn't want to think about it. ]
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[ She doesn't mean to snap at them, and she looks away, back down at the sandwiches after she says it. She knows they are just worried about her - hell, she hasn't looked in the mirror, but if she looks as bad as she feels, she'd be worried too. But their concern is grating and she clears her throat, trying to talk down the feeling that is trying to crawl up her throat. ]
Really. I'm fine.
[ Chloe slaps some meat on the sandwiches. They are out of just about everything else, but she has managed to stretch their resources with the kind of talent only capable of a single mother. ]
I have a kid. And I work full time. I'm used to running ragged. [ She looks up at them again, trying to offer a weak, pale smile. She has no intention of sleeping until whatever is happening to her happens. She finds herself hoping she can fight it off the next day or two until the event is supposed to end. If she can't, she doesn't intend on waking up from a nap as a zombie and killing her friends.
The thing is, she's not sure she's going to make it. The longer she's on her feet, the worse it gets. Lucifer and Seth aren't stupid; they'll figure it out, and she doesn't know what comes next. She doesn't want to think about it. ]
You guys need to eat.