Abby watches her uncoil, the tension sloughing off when she sits. Aside from the two of them talking inside the tent, the morning is still. Quiet. Most people are probably still asleep and Abby could lie down, try grab another hour, but she knows there's no point now. She's up, it's fine.
Skimming her hands through her hair, she follows the motion back and plucks the tie from the end of it, shaking her braid out with her fingers so she can redo it. It was all fuzzy from getting slept on.
"Maybe." She yawns saying it, the word becomes the yawn, maaaaybe. In hindsight it is a little odd that Ellie didn't wake her up when she was leaving, because she would have had to step over Abby's legs to get to the tent flap. She would have had to open it and let in a bit of cold air on the way out and that usually does wake her up a little in the morning, enough that when she falls back asleep again she has one of those weird, forty-five minute dreams that are ridiculous, vivid and never make any sense.
She's at the end of her braid already, her hands were moving on autopilot. She takes the tie off her knee where she put it. "What are you guys doing today?"
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Skimming her hands through her hair, she follows the motion back and plucks the tie from the end of it, shaking her braid out with her fingers so she can redo it. It was all fuzzy from getting slept on.
"Maybe." She yawns saying it, the word becomes the yawn, maaaaybe. In hindsight it is a little odd that Ellie didn't wake her up when she was leaving, because she would have had to step over Abby's legs to get to the tent flap. She would have had to open it and let in a bit of cold air on the way out and that usually does wake her up a little in the morning, enough that when she falls back asleep again she has one of those weird, forty-five minute dreams that are ridiculous, vivid and never make any sense.
She's at the end of her braid already, her hands were moving on autopilot. She takes the tie off her knee where she put it. "What are you guys doing today?"