She settles a hand on a hip and lets out a heavy breath through her nose, watching her friend with concern, before going to the cupboard and taking out one glass and, after a second's thought, a second, before getting some ice and running tap water over it.
The ice clinks gently as she hands Mary Margaret the glass, sweat already beading on the outside. "Here. It'll help."
It'll help her, too: her head is beginning to pound and one glass of water isn't going to kill the hangover she'll have tomorrow, but at least it'll take the edge off now.
She leans back against the counter and watches Mary Margaret, rueful.
"You probably did the right thing. For both your sakes."
And Kathryn's, too, but it's the woman in front of her Emma's worried about.
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She settles a hand on a hip and lets out a heavy breath through her nose, watching her friend with concern, before going to the cupboard and taking out one glass and, after a second's thought, a second, before getting some ice and running tap water over it.
The ice clinks gently as she hands Mary Margaret the glass, sweat already beading on the outside. "Here. It'll help."
It'll help her, too: her head is beginning to pound and one glass of water isn't going to kill the hangover she'll have tomorrow, but at least it'll take the edge off now.
She leans back against the counter and watches Mary Margaret, rueful.
"You probably did the right thing. For both your sakes."
And Kathryn's, too, but it's the woman in front of her Emma's worried about.