Mog fluttered up to sleep atop Aya's pillow, above Braig's head, once people were done moving and wiggling. Floor lead finally checked in, scrutinized Dilan's creds, then approved him for IV shifting at least, as long as the nurse on hand typed in the bag orders.
The police vigil thinned a bit over the coming hours, people drawing straws to sort out rotational visits, and by about three in the morning Aya woke ravenous per usual for her!
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Date: 2025-01-24 01:56 am (UTC)The police vigil thinned a bit over the coming hours, people drawing straws to sort out rotational visits, and by about three in the morning Aya woke ravenous per usual for her!
She was comfy though. "Ugh."