Moonspear end of days

Thanks for helping me renew my membership for the Whump!Club. ;D

They remained in awkward silence (aside from the occasional "fuck!" when Fox accidentally blinked her right eye too hard... or touched it against anything) for the remainder of the day and into the next morning. When the consistent drone died down to a more manageable low hum, Fox said nothing to the stranger, picked herself up, and marched out. Her eye still hurt like a fucking bitch, but she was no stranger to pain.

She had to get home.