((this was originally intended to be a one-shot, but whatever.))
marina sighed, sitting up in bed. she ached slightly— her head pounded and her clothes were in slight disarray.
she had a headache, that was for a sure, that she might have called a hangover if she knew she hadn't drank a drop of liquor last night.
glancing at her alarm clock, she noticed it was 3am. ashton's arm was slung across her lap, his soft snores forcing a small smile on her face.
carefully getting up so she wouldn't wake him, she padded on bare feet to the kitchen, swallowing a pain pill at the sink.
she then sat on the couch, drawing her knees to her chest. her eyes traveled across the quiet room, the moon light slightly illuminating the nearly empty dwelling. she took a deep breath in, her eyes drifting closed.
she took another deep breath, pushing away the crushing feeling she got every time she woke up and realised that she'd have to go through another day.
it'd be okay.
