Bre picked her head up off the couch arm and looked at the guy sitting on the other end, a couple feet away that seemed more like miles.<br/>"Actually, can I save the questions for later? My minds shut night for the off." She said, not realizing she switched the words around. "I could use some tea." She staggered up right and stumbled into the kitchen. Grabbing a mug and putting some water on to boil. Slumping onto a bar stool, she placed her head on the marble counter top. "Oh my head." She mumbled, putting a hand to either side of her face, feeling the cold of her hands on the heated skin on her cheeks. Her head swam and she blinked slowly.<br/>"I feel like I'm going to be sick." She pressed a hand to her stomach and mouth.