Kasey woke up about an hour after sunrise. She couldn't open her eyes very wide, for it made her head feel like it would explode. She tried to stand, but it took several tries, her bones feeling like jelly. She groaned and realized that her headache from yesterday was actually not stress, but exhaustion. She'd slept very little and, never eating much, she could see the symptoms of it. She paused, leaning against the window before turning. She could still smell the faint smell of Mica's tea. Picking up the mug, she felt her hand brush against something. She sat down by the table, taking a sip of the tea as she took hold of what was a white rose. She looked at it with a weak smile. It was pretty. Setting it down, she then noticed the card. Picking it up, Kasey began to read it. Almost immediately, she calmed a little, smiling faintly. It seemed the pain had faded slightly...or perhaps, her mind was just distracted from it. She set the card down as well, standing and, still sipping the still warm tea, the blanket over her head and shoulders but not blocking her face, started towards the kitchen. She didn't know that anyone was up, let alone in the house, and just walked quietly, her head down, sipping on the tea, leaning on the wall to keep from over-straining herself or falling.
Maybe both.
