somethingwithturquoise: (doubtful summer is doubtful)
Summer had tried to stay at the clinic for as long as she could last night; she was hoping there might be a break in everyone's condition, or maybe the doctors would figure something out, and then they could do whatever needed to be done to fix it, but she must have fallen asleep at one point, woken up by the gentle shaking of a nurse who suggested she go home and get some rest. She wanted to argue, but they met all of her arguments before she even said them, and she made them promise to text her the moment anything happened, especially if Kanan woke up. It was typical for her to barely look up from her phone when going anywhere, but it was definitely different last night, and when she got back to her room, she felt so incredibly grateful that Stance had come with her, because the loneliness in that room would have absolutely killed her. After a shower to get all the bits of jello and pepper and monster gore off of her skin and out of her hair, she cuddled up with Stance on her bed and passed out until well past noon.

She woke feeling strange, sleep having swept away most of the night, but it didn't take long for her brain to remind her what was happening, especially since she opened her eyes to find Stance licking her face, trying to get her attention and letting out a little whimper. That's all it took for it to come flooding back to her, she gasped, reaching for her phone, no news, no news at all...except that class had been canceled, but she wasn't going to go anyway. She let out a whimper of her own.

"You're probably hungry, huh, Stance?" Summer murmured after a moment of just petting him to console herself, but it didn't work. "I'll be right back, okay?"

She went to the common room, grabbed something she figured a dog might light from the fridge and brought it back, leaving the door open, because that at least made her feel a little less lonely. As Stance gobbled up the leftover whatever it was, she sat down, feeling awfully numb, but then he finished and bounced over to her, tail wagging, looking eager. That made her smile, just a little, and she found a ball of socks and used that to play a little game of mindless fetch with him until he wore himself out, thinking how nice it must be to be a dog, only worrying about your next meal, something to play with, a warm body to cuddle, but it probably wouldn't be long before he started wondering where his owner was...

But for now...playing fetch, in a sad attempt to make herself feel marginally better.

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