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[majorinyri]

Inyri's not in a good mood today, not really. When you expect someone to be there because you're essentially living with them, and they don't come back, it tends to make one a little tetchy.

She's slumped in the one armchair in their room, idly watching the holo. And she looks like she hasn't left the room yet today.

(It's 'cause she hasn't.)

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[i_love_kettch]

Wes cleaned himself up last night and slept for about ten hours, not drinking any of the Whyren's he'd gotten after all. He still hurt when he woke up this morning, though, and had to force himself out of bed for a late breakfast before spending most of the day poking at his datapad and trying not to think.

But he needs to talk to Inyri.

He hesitates outside her door, then knocks as he opens it and looks in (with a black eye and a bacta patch on one of his wrists, though he's wearing his jacket).

"Um. Hey."

[majorinyri]

She wants to be angry, because he's just now showing up? But he's got a black eye and who knows what other parts of him are bruised, and what did he do yesterday?

"What the hell happened!?" She asks, as she sits up better.

[i_love_kettch]

He winces slightly at the question (a lot happened), but closes the door behind him and leans on it a little.

"I might've gotten into a fight."

[majorinyri]

"No, really?" Inyri says sarcastically, and there's a bit of that anger creeping in.