[ It's the sound of the alarm on Gwens phone waking her up, a small groan/whine coming from the girl as she reaches over to slap her alarm off. She doesn't actually have work today, and forgot to turn the alarm off. She and Hawk had gotten fairly well caught up in...well no one was home with them and they'd been dating for a while.
These things were just bound to happen.
Still, Nacho heard the alarm and he bounds over, nosing at Gwen's face who sputters and tries to keep her face out of the dogs reach. ]
Okay. Okay! I'm up! Stop!
[ As irritated as the words might be? Gwen's amused. She adores her boyfriends dog and if Nacho wants out, Nacho gets let out.
But there's a problem. Or...there will be. Gwen leans over to kiss Hawks cheek before turning and setting her feet on the ground, twisting her back some to pop it just a bit and frowning because she feels off-center and she can't figure out why.
Wearing her boyfriends t-shirt and her own sleeping shorts, Gwen gets out of bed, takes two steps towards the bedroom door and in an erratic flash of colors that are too bright and accompanied by the electric whine of something shorting out, Gwen hits the ground with a pained yell.
She's glitching. God, help her. She's Glitching. It lasts for a few seconds, and the entire time, Nacho is trying to wake Hawk up with panicked barks and pawing at the bed.
When the Glitching stops, Gwen stays on the floor, half curled into a shivering ball as her body slowly resets itself.
Oh. Oh, this was bad. This was so bad, and there was a cut on her head where her forehead met the corner of a desk. The bad thing about that is it's not healing. She won't notice until it's pointed out, but it's not healing and Gwen is in pain and terrified. ]
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Date: 2021-06-24 03:02 pm (UTC)These things were just bound to happen.
Still, Nacho heard the alarm and he bounds over, nosing at Gwen's face who sputters and tries to keep her face out of the dogs reach. ]
Okay. Okay! I'm up! Stop!
[ As irritated as the words might be? Gwen's amused. She adores her boyfriends dog and if Nacho wants out, Nacho gets let out.
But there's a problem. Or...there will be. Gwen leans over to kiss Hawks cheek before turning and setting her feet on the ground, twisting her back some to pop it just a bit and frowning because she feels off-center and she can't figure out why.
Wearing her boyfriends t-shirt and her own sleeping shorts, Gwen gets out of bed, takes two steps towards the bedroom door and in an erratic flash of colors that are too bright and accompanied by the electric whine of something shorting out, Gwen hits the ground with a pained yell.
She's glitching. God, help her. She's Glitching. It lasts for a few seconds, and the entire time, Nacho is trying to wake Hawk up with panicked barks and pawing at the bed.
When the Glitching stops, Gwen stays on the floor, half curled into a shivering ball as her body slowly resets itself.
Oh. Oh, this was bad. This was so bad, and there was a cut on her head where her forehead met the corner of a desk. The bad thing about that is it's not healing. She won't notice until it's pointed out, but it's not healing and Gwen is in pain and terrified. ]