Now that she wasn't hungover as shit, Calypso was actually able to get back to work. Sure, she kind of felt like shit, but at least light didn't fucking kill her eyes anymore. She just needed to take it easy and take care of the more straightforward shit that needed doing. As long as no one bothered her she'd be fine. She really couldn't deal with people right now. Which was why she was gathing herbs on the far edge of the territory, far away from all her annoying clanmates. What could possibly go wrong?
// MIRA sorry for crappy first post.