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“Night.” You tell her, trying to doze off again.
Yet, try all you might, sleep won’t come. You shift forwards, dunking your feet in the mostly melted ice water again, and… it feels like at the very least, the soles of your feet are patched up.
You’re not gonna be running any time soon, but… you could probably waddle around at least. You sit there like that, for who knows how long, staring at the dark. The RV slows to a stop eventually, and you tweak the divider open, peeking out in time to see Eva stumble in.
Ah, without you to drive, the jeeps out of commission to drive.
She slumps in a chair, rubbing her eyes, looking dead exhausted, muttering something half nice as Casey places a bowl in her hands.
“Too tired to bitch, huh?” Jeff mutters, sitting at the table.
She flings her spoon at her brother, staring at him angrily, before Casey hands the other twin something to eat.
Ah fuck it, you’re stomachs growling too. Haven’t eaten since breakfast.
You shamble out, trying not to flex any muscles in your feet at all, Casey hurrying forward and catching you. “Hey… you should be resting.” She warns gently.
“I can rest out here. There’s a free bed spot that I’m wasting.” You groan, easing down onto the couch. Chocomon waits on the table, watching you all silently, as you dedicate yourself to eating.
Cute Casey may be, but she’s not much of a cook. Still, better than nothing.
“Hey.” Jeff breaks the silence, looking at the brown blobby digimon. “This other human girl, what… what’d she look like, or sound like. Did you get a name, anything like that?”
The blob struggles to remember, as Eva passes out sitting upright, slumping heavily against you. You snatch her bowl before it spills, setting it aside. “Ummm. I think I heard the Devidramon call her…. Fang?”
Why does that sound familiar…
