Quick bite || Megan and Mel
Megan had hoped that being back in her own bed, or what she considered to be her own bed for the time being, would help her get a better nights sleep but the change in medication, her nerves still shaken after the encounter with the group of men and her trip to hospital and now the news about Oz being stripped of his assets meant her thoughts were still very jumbled. The doctor had sent her home with stronger medication for a few days which left her drowsy so she was in a strange position of not getting any quality sleep but constantly napping.
She woke around one on Wednesday afternoon and quickly became aware that she was hungry so, pulling one of her oversized sweatshirts over her pyjamas she wandered down to the kitchen. Deciding to make a sandwich she picked up the knife to butter her bread and jumped as it slipped from her fingers and crashed to the floor. Bending to pick it up the metal object fell from her fingers again almost immediately. “Ugh, for heavens sake,” Megan snapped as she bent to pick it up again, staggering back as she stood up too quickly and having to grab the counter to stop herself falling any further.
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