[Chloe's voice rouses Max from her light, dreamless sleep. It's pitch black, cold, and everything is unfamiliar - from the cot she's lying on to the dark figure on the nearby bed. It takes her a few moments to orient herself, remembering one at a time where she is, why she's there, and who's sharing the room with her.]
Chloe...?
[She sits up sluggishly, bare feet touching the cold floor. It all still feels very dreamlike. She rubs her eye, trying to push the drowsiness aside. Only then does it begin to register that Chloe had been swearing, and that pills are rattling inside a bottle.]
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Date: 2019-01-03 12:19 pm (UTC)Chloe...?
[She sits up sluggishly, bare feet touching the cold floor. It all still feels very dreamlike. She rubs her eye, trying to push the drowsiness aside. Only then does it begin to register that Chloe had been swearing, and that pills are rattling inside a bottle.]
...What's wrong?