Chapter 35: Like my Coffee, Bitter

Jamie woke up with a headache and groaned into her pillow.

“Emotional distress, painful realization?” asked Valerie as she readied herself for the day, yawning tiredly.

“Headache.”

“Ah, yep, sounds about right.”

“How dare you not warn me.”

“Hey, could be a migraine,” shrugged Valerie.

“Don’t jinx me.”

Yeah, a migraine on top of everything else, that was the last thing Jamie needed.

“Think of it as punishment for making me watch you do what amounted to a coin flip of seizure or shifted form for an hour.”

“I…alright that’s fair.”

It was kind of mean to make her go through that, but who else was she gonna trust to at least attempt to make sure she didn’t die? ANDY?

If she trusted him to care about her health, they wouldn’t even be doing this investigation to begin with.