[ she makes a little noise of acknowledgement (and she's really not going to fight about icing her face right now; it's helping her head throb a little less) and glances up, looking at wash over the kitchen towel. ]
[ it's soft, grateful, and carolina doesn't argue, just gets to her feet so she can go into their bedroom.
when wash joins her, she'll be on her side of the bed, sitting at the head against the wall, knees drawn up to her chest and her head tilted back so she can balance the bundle of ice on her face without having to hold it up. ]
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Do you need a hand cleaning the kitchen?
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[ it's soft, grateful, and carolina doesn't argue, just gets to her feet so she can go into their bedroom.
when wash joins her, she'll be on her side of the bed, sitting at the head against the wall, knees drawn up to her chest and her head tilted back so she can balance the bundle of ice on her face without having to hold it up. ]