Sweet N Sour,
You wake up in Shedd's arms. She's not kissing you, she's clothed. You're not in your normal comfy spot. Well, er, you're never comfy when you sleep, right? Shedd must've brought you back to the Food Court, then held you down while you slept. Right now, you're lying on her, like she's your pillow, her arms around you, your head against her breasts. You recognize her hands, with those scars on her knuckles from working on bikes, a few from fights, too. You smell her hair, smells like lavender, the one girlie thing about her.
What dreams did The Breeze bring you, Sweet N Sour?
When you move, she slips back, giving you your space. You notice real quick that the area around Shedd's left eye is a little swollen, like somebody punched her. Maybe it was you, in your sleep. Your whole body aches. Your gang is nearby, but they aren't close. Shedd's barely awake, she may have stayed up all night watching you.
What do you do?