yamiinsane

I woke with a start. I was still barefooted in the table in the lab, wearing my dress from last night. The light streaming in the lab windows and I forced my eyes closed again to block it. I sat up and wiped the mascara off the bottoms of my eyes. When I finally squinted a look out, I saw black marks on my fingers where I presumed I had got makeup all the way extending out toward my temples. This is why I usually didn't wear makeup. "Are you all right?" I hadn't noticed Loki before. He was sitting at the table drinking my coffee, "Or do you always yell like a banshee in your sleep?" His brows furrowed in a concerned look. "What up, Doc?" Sa