sleepswthdemons: (On The Bed Crying)
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The headache had started halfway through the dinner party.

By the time the fight was done, people gone and the kitchen and dining room cleaned, Phoebe's head was literally throbbing. She was pretty sure her head was trying to detatch itself from her body.

Leaving the guys to finish up downstairs, Phoebe made her way slowly up the stairs and into the master bedroom. She changed into something much more comfortable and then lay diagonally across the bed.

The dinner party had been a disaster -- and she wanted to beat the hell out of her nephew for the way he had acted. She felt bad for Isabel and was trying to figure out how to make it up to her.

Or, she would figure out that later -- after the headache was gone.

Being an empath sucked sometimes.


[[OOC: For the husband and the boyfriend if they so desire.]]
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