( a jacket certainly isn't a towel, but it's not the first time she's had to shake herself off after a shower, she'll get over it. laura comes out of the shower wrapped in the coat, wringing her hair out with cold water that's still making her shiver. )
I have a stash.
( admittedly it's a very limited stash — actually, it's just a second set of clothes as ill-fitting as the first, but stash sounds a little cooler. she's still--anxious, high strung and paranoid in a way that laura normally isn't, but she's doing her best to focus on the provable, and not the jittering adrenaline still shaking through her. real: she is cold. real: jep is talking to her. real: she hid clothes in a weird corner of the bunks. )
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I have a stash.
( admittedly it's a very limited stash — actually, it's just a second set of clothes as ill-fitting as the first, but stash sounds a little cooler. she's still--anxious, high strung and paranoid in a way that laura normally isn't, but she's doing her best to focus on the provable, and not the jittering adrenaline still shaking through her. real: she is cold. real: jep is talking to her. real: she hid clothes in a weird corner of the bunks. )
Up this way. I still can't find a belt, though.