She was just going to lean her head back against the seat and kind of space as Braig drove? Yeah. Space now but she was alright, if broken, for close to a week! Granted, the boys fussed, and she worried about midterms until they were over, but it was after her last test that she came wandering out to the parking lot, wrapped her hand in Braig's shirt, and rested her hot forehead against him. "I don't feel good."

Yay?