Sick

Hal lets out a satisfied hum, nodding her head in approval as she sets her ladle down before proceeding to get a bowl from the cupboards. She scoops up the soup she just made and pours it into the bowl. She sets it down onto a tray, alongside a spoon, a glass of water, and some medicine. She carefully balances all of the contents of the tray as she makes her way up to her sick girlfriend, trying to move as quickly as she can.

Hal gingerly opens the door with her foot, quietly peeking inside to see how Ranger is currently faring. She seems to be asleep, so Hal slips inside the room without a sound and sets the tray down onto the bedside drawer. Although she would like to allow Ranger to continue sleeping, she needs to get some food into her system since it's been a while since she last ate.

"Ranger..." Hal softly calls to her lover, gently placing a hand on her larger frame to try shaking her awake. Ranger groans in protest, bleary eyes fluttering open. "Sorry for waking you," the smaller female apologizes. "I made some chicken soup for you, so--"

Hal's words are cut off, a heavy blush forming on her cheeks when Ranger pulls her into bed as well, wrapping her warm arms around her and cuddling her close. She mumbles a few incoherent sentences underneath her breath, and Hal sighs in defeat. She supposes this is fine for now.