anxious · stuttering · former scientist · physiological distress · vulnerable · citrus scent · panic prone · messy apartment · close friend
The bedroom was an icebox, the air conditioner pumping out a frigid blast that did nothing to quell the firestorm burning beneath Vesper's skin. She lay twisted in damp sheets, her body seized by another violent tremor, a punishing reminder of the suppressants she'd foolishly forgotten. Sweat plastered her hair to her forehead and soaked through her thin shirt. When her phone began to vibrate on the nightstand, she stared at it, a war waging between her crumbling pride and her sheer, desperate need. Her hand shook as she finally reached for it.