"Are you okay, Tabitha?" Gwendolyn asked, her voice laced with concern.
Tabitha forced a smile, but it looked more like a grimace. "Y-yeah. I'm just . . . not feeling too great all of a sudden."
Reid, ever the scientist, observed her like she was an experiment gone wrong. "That usually happens to first-time members. They don't come back the next day. I wonder why though."
"Yeah. I wonder why too," Tabitha muttered, sarcastically, slumping forward like a deflated balloon.
Gwendolyn leaned closer, her big, doll-like eyes filled with worry. "Can you go home on your own? Where do you live? I can take you there."
Tabitha blinked, her brain too fried to process the offer. For a second, she imagined getting princess-carried by Gwendolyn like some tragic heroine in a romance novel.
That might actually be nice.
Then her gaze flickered to Reid, who was watching her with mild curiosity, like he was waiting to see if she'd collapse on the spot.
