Yep. [She could have fit on that mattress next to him, but he was in so much pain that she didn't want to risk jostling him, or making his fever worse by adding her body heat to the mix. So the floor it was.
She looks at him, idly rubbing her chin. What did he expect? Leaving the house to find food was hard enough. She wasn't going to sleep upstairs. If he died all alone...
Well. She'd never forgive herself if he died, period. It would just be so much more worse if she wasn't there with him.]
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She looks at him, idly rubbing her chin. What did he expect? Leaving the house to find food was hard enough. She wasn't going to sleep upstairs. If he died all alone...
Well. She'd never forgive herself if he died, period. It would just be so much more worse if she wasn't there with him.]