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OOM-But-Not, Waking Up In Milliways
Her eyelids feel heavy, like opening them would be too much work and it's a better idea to just lie here with them closed and listen to things.
And the sounds are . . . not unfamiliar, but not anything she usually hears with her eyes closed.
Meg is reasonably certain that she has been sleeping, there seems to be a pillow under her head, and she's under some kind of blanket, though she doesn't remember making a decision to lie down. Or to go to sleep. In fact . . .
In fact she remembers deciding to stay awake. Because . . .
Because Alain is . . .
Meg's eyes snap open and she sits up.
And the sounds are . . . not unfamiliar, but not anything she usually hears with her eyes closed.
Meg is reasonably certain that she has been sleeping, there seems to be a pillow under her head, and she's under some kind of blanket, though she doesn't remember making a decision to lie down. Or to go to sleep. In fact . . .
In fact she remembers deciding to stay awake. Because . . .
Because Alain is . . .
Meg's eyes snap open and she sits up.
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"No, that's okay. I'll be fine."
She doesn't plan to be here long.
And, this being Milliways, and her having apparently been asleep in the middle of it for who knows how long . . . well, Meg would not be surprised if other people wanted to talk to her.
"Thank you, though."