Headache || an open starter
Gavin's always had migraines, but they're never as bad as this one. This one has him curled up in a ball, leaning against one of the smooth armory walls. His head feels like it's on fire, he can't even open his eyes without pain.
The back of his tunic is riding up, revealing the knobby bones of his lower back. His hair is standing on end with stress, his hands crossed over his chest, gripping his shoulders. He lets one booted foot slide across the slick floor, it squeeks.















