Etheyl Woodwell Sat Jun 27, 2015 11:12 pm
Etheyl blinks. "I should...probably wake up? I don't know, that feels awkward. I normally don't, you know, think that while I'm still totally asleep." Etheyl gives an awkward smile. "Guess I've never had company over."
About that...I should apologize. I'm sorry I've been a terrible dream host. Here I am, able to materialize anything, and I make a crab and a frog and talk about people eating them. You have your voice here, and I talk your ear off. Maybe if you keep visiting I'll get better over time."
Lexa's sadness-laced smile wasn't completely lost on Etheyl. "You know, if you ever want to tell me anything or think there's something I need to know, or just want...to talk, I'm here for you. I know that's probably a lot harder than I'm making it sound, especially if you're not used to it, but...well, I suppose just feel free to practice here if you want." Etheyl returns her melancholy smile. "No writer's cramp and no paper needed here."
Etheyl throws her head back. "Man, what am I gonna do when I do get up? Everyone's probably being gross."
Outside the dream...Etheyl rolls over.