dear. god.head hurts. what did i even get up to thats too many notifs for far foo early in the morning.
Holds out Excedrin Extra Strength in my palm like I'm feeding a horse.
the sickly horse that I am tenderly eats from your palm, because dear god do I need it right now.
I then give you some water and tuck you into bed with a warm damp cloth on your head. You need it.