20 | Accidental Video - action for housemates

[firstaid]

[She's in a room that's not her own, alone in her bed, tossing and turning, making unintelligible mumbles, slightly crying out as if she's afraid. The sheets on the bed are a mess as she breathes heavily, as she's experiencing a nightmare.]

No... I'm sorry... I understand...

[She's always spoken in her sleep, and it's no different here. After a few moments, her shaking subsides as she finally seems calm and wakes up. She's not surprised in the least as she starts seemingly counting on her fingers. 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8...]

This was my eighth one. Just two more to go.

[She takes a deep breath as she slides out of her bed, grabbing a wrap to put around her as she looks to the device and notices it on. No doubt someone had to have seen that as she just gives it a soft smile before turning it off before heading down to the kitchen.]

Comments

[firstaid]

It's just some post traumatic stress. I'm sure they will wear off in due time.

[Lies, lies. She continues to lie. And she avoids the statement of counting her nightmares-- or she can (attempt to) address them in such a way that benefits her.]

This is just my eighth night I've had nightmares, that's all.

[negativegate]

[Rita doesn't know if she could have believed it, even if she hadn't heard the counting.]

And you just know there'll be two more? How?