"i don't understand why i remember it." ezra was pretty sure he'd only ever referenced that random little detail on one other occasion in his life, when a girl complained about her weekend plans being ruined because of her period and how she stayed on a heating pad for two days straight and burned her skin. interjecting his opinion on how someone should handle their time of the month was ordinarily something that even ezra would consider suicidal, but the massage he gave her helped soothe any feathers he might have ruffled, if memory served. "fingers crossed for that." somehow the idea of billie getting hurt didn't work out in his head. maybe she might try to repair that one creaky step and accidentally hit her finger with a hammer or something, or maybe she'd slip on a spilled drink at work, those were the kind of dumb risks that could happen to anyone, but some part of ezra said that billie was too precious to get hurt that way, as if her being a sweet and shining star in his life meant that harm wasn't allowed to befall her. with billie carefully situated in the tub and messing with her hair, ezra used the plastic scoop inside the epsom salts bag to dump a liberal amount of the crystals around billie, counting on it to help soothe her muscles and ease her to sleep, although ezra was confident she'd drop right off after what she'd been put through. "that should be good. i'll be right back, okay?" he reminded her, giving bilile a swift kiss to the forehead before leaving the bathroom and heading back downstairs, making his way to grab a bottle of water from the fridge and ibuprofen from the kitchen. there were certain things that he kept in the bathroom, like creams, bandaids, and peroxide, but most pills were kept in the kitchen, which he thought was another place you weren't supposed to keep medicine, but oh well. the benefit of having to go into the kitchen to select the pills was that, after popping an ibuprofen of his own and getting some for billie, he also managed to grab one of those cupcakes with the cream center out of a torn hostess box before going back to the bathroom, pausing just long enough on the way to pick up billie's blanket. "okay, i got your water, the ibuprofen, and a snack for you," he announced as he stepped back into the room.
