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In the morning Mariah awoke and found herself luying on the floor, she struggled to get out of her awkward possition and stand up. Once she was standing Mariah streached; letting out a loud groan in the process, and prepared herself for whatever may happen throughout the day. After an hour of contemplating wether or not to go and talk to Sarah, Mariah decided that she would check on Damon beforehand; it would probably be a rough morning ether way. With a sigh Mariah made her way up the stairs and entered Sarah's room, seeing that Damon was sitting up in the bed with a tired look on his face. "Hey, how you feeling?" Mariah asked as she steped into the room and walked over to the bed that Damon was sitting in. "Fine I guess. Sept my head hurts and I didn't get much sleep last night." Damon said while he rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand. "Did you have trouble sleeping?" Mariah asked Damon while getting some fresh bandages out of the medicine cabinet. "More like the sound of someone crying kept me up all night, sounded like it came from the room next door." Damon said with a grunt, while Mariah unwraped the bandages that were around his head; quickly rebandaging the wound after seeing that it wasn't infected.
"You heard someone crying?" Mariah asked, trying to sound like she wasn't concerned even though she was. "More like histerical sobing, I swear that whoever it was didn't stop untill five in the morning!" Damon growled, irritation clear in his tone of voice; Mariah droped the gause she was holding on the floor, but simply picked it back up saying that "I guess it sliped.". Mariah quickly put the gause back in the cabinet and walked twoards the door, sopping for a moment at the door. "You just stay put and rest for awhile, you need it." Mariah said then walked out of Sarah's room and speed walked to her own room, finding Saran laying on her stomache with her face burried in a pillow. Mariah walked over to Sarah cautiously, leaning over the bed to see her friends puffy eye's; Mariah took a deep breath and reached out a hand to feel Sarah's face. Mariah could feel slight moisture on Sarah's cheek, however when she felt the pillow the amount wetness traped within the fabric left her fingers damp; Sarah really had cried all night. Taking in a shakey breath Mariah reached out again and griped Sarah's sholder in a furm but gentle manor, shaking lightly to rouse her friend from her sleep; Sarah awoke without any problems and streached with a yawn.
After Sarah finnished streaching she took a glance around the room finding everything as it had been the night before, except a very worried Mariah was now standing over her. "Hmmm?" Was Sarah's sleepy responce for the unusual morning accurance, and she rold onto her back to get a better look around; as if she expected to find another 'peice of her existance' out of place. "Sarah?" Mariah asked in a hushed whisper, as if she was afraid that a natural tone would shatter the mind of the person who was luying less then a foot away from her. "Huhm?" Sarah moaned smileing breifly afterwards only to break that smile with a quiet yawn; Sarah was still in a state of dreariness due to lack of sleep. "Are you...allrigh?" Mariah asked reaching out a hand to touch her friend's cheek, finding that it was much warmer that it should have been; Sarah had somehow gotten sick. "I'm fine." Sarah yawned while she streached again, poping various joints throughout her body in the process; Sarah then got out of bed lazily. Quietly Sarah shook herself (much like a dog shakes water from it's fur) and yawned yet again, only this yawn was louder and Sarah had opened her mouth fully giveing Mariah a good veiw of her sharpened teeth.
"Well this is a first." Sarah said for no apparent reason, pullling Mariah out of her thoghts for a short moment. "What is?" Mariah asked, trying not to sound worried. "I'm usually up before you, this is the frist time you woke up before I did." Sarah replied without her usual sarcasm; 'Maby she's allways like this when she wakes up' Mariah thoght to herself as she watched how Sarah was acting. Her movements were slow, as if she felt no need to do what she was doing; when she pulled of her shirt it was as if the pain from the wound on her back was not even there, she just did everything casually. With an unusual change in her dressing habbits Sarah put on a button up mold colored shirt that was sleeveless, but kept her normal pine needle colored shorts that she appeared to be so comfortable in. Sarah didn't bother to change the bandages nor did she leave her hair in a ponytail, she simply pulled out the purpple string she had used to tie her back and set it on the dresser; everything was out of place in the way that Sarah was moveing. "Something wrong Mariah? You've been stareing at my back ever since I started to change." Sarah said calmly though her sarcasm seemed to be returning, that gave Mariah a short lived sence of realife. "Have you noticed that Sarah's mind isn't present?"

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In the morning Mariah awoke and found herself luying on the floor, she struggled to get out of her awkward possition and stand up. Once she was standing Mariah streached; letting out a loud groan in the process, and prepared herself for whatever may happen throughout the day. After an hour of contemplating wether or not to go and talk to Sarah, Mariah decided that she would check on Damon beforehand; it would probably be a rough morning ether way. With a sigh Mariah made her way up the stairs and entered Sarah's room, seeing that Damon was sitting up in the bed with a tired look on his face. "Hey, how you feeling?" Mariah asked as she steped into the room and walked over to the bed that Damon was sitting in. "Fine I guess. Sept my head hurts and I didn't get much sleep last night." Damon said while he rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand. "Did you have trouble sleeping?" Mariah asked Damon while getting some fresh bandages out of the medicine cabinet. "More like the sound of someone crying kept me up all night, sounded like it came from the room next door." Damon said with a grunt, while Mariah unwraped the bandages that were around his head; quickly rebandaging the wound after seeing that it wasn't infected.
"You heard someone crying?" Mariah asked, trying to sound like she wasn't concerned even though she was. "More like histerical sobing, I swear that whoever it was didn't stop untill five in the morning!" Damon growled, irritation clear in his tone of voice; Mariah droped the gause she was holding on the floor, but simply picked it back up saying that "I guess it sliped.". Mariah quickly put the gause back in the cabinet and walked twoards the door, sopping for a moment at the door. "You just stay put and rest for awhile, you need it." Mariah said then walked out of Sarah's room and speed walked to her own room, finding Saran laying on her stomache with her face burried in a pillow. Mariah walked over to Sarah cautiously, leaning over the bed to see her friends puffy eye's; Mariah took a deep breath and reached out a hand to feel Sarah's face. Mariah could feel slight moisture on Sarah's cheek, however when she felt the pillow the amount wetness traped within the fabric left her fingers damp; Sarah really had cried all night. Taking in a shakey breath Mariah reached out again and griped Sarah's sholder in a furm but gentle manor, shaking lightly to rouse her friend from her sleep; Sarah awoke without any problems and streached with a yawn.
After Sarah finnished streaching she took a glance around the room finding everything as it had been the night before, except a very worried Mariah was now standing over her. "Hmmm?" Was Sarah's sleepy responce for the unusual morning accurance, and she rold onto her back to get a better look around; as if she expected to find another 'peice of her existance' out of place. "Sarah?" Mariah asked in a hushed whisper, as if she was afraid that a natural tone would shatter the mind of the person who was luying less then a foot away from her. "Huhm?" Sarah moaned smileing breifly afterwards only to break that smile with a quiet yawn; Sarah was still in a state of dreariness due to lack of sleep. "Are you...allrigh?" Mariah asked reaching out a hand to touch her friend's cheek, finding that it was much warmer that it should have been; Sarah had somehow gotten sick. "I'm fine." Sarah yawned while she streached again, poping various joints throughout her body in the process; Sarah then got out of bed lazily. Quietly Sarah shook herself (much like a dog shakes water from it's fur) and yawned yet again, only this yawn was louder and Sarah had opened her mouth fully giveing Mariah a good veiw of her sharpened teeth.
"Well this is a first." Sarah said for no apparent reason, pullling Mariah out of her thoghts for a short moment. "What is?" Mariah asked, trying not to sound worried. "I'm usually up before you, this is the frist time you woke up before I did." Sarah replied without her usual sarcasm; 'Maby she's allways like this when she wakes up' Mariah thoght to herself as she watched how Sarah was acting. Her movements were slow, as if she felt no need to do what she was doing; when she pulled of her shirt it was as if the pain from the wound on her back was not even there, she just did everything casually. With an unusual change in her dressing habbits Sarah put on a button up mold colored shirt that was sleeveless, but kept her normal pine needle colored shorts that she appeared to be so comfortable in. Sarah didn't bother to change the bandages nor did she leave her hair in a ponytail, she simply pulled out the purpple string she had used to tie her back and set it on the dresser; everything was out of place in the way that Sarah was moveing. "Something wrong Mariah? You've been stareing at my back ever since I started to change." Sarah said calmly though her sarcasm seemed to be returning, that gave Mariah a short lived sence of realife. "Have you noticed that Sarah's mind isn't present?"