<strong>Evie - what an appetite</strong><br/><br/>Evie groaned as she was deposited on a rather uncomfortable couch, pressing a hand to her side as Vern headed towards the small but rather compact kitchenette.  She took the few moments to get comfortable, stretching out as best she could.  The pain killers had made her a little sleepy now, but she was glad not to be in the pain she had felt a little while ago.<br/><br/>Watching Vern she knew he wasn't exactly the sharpest knife in the box, but there was something about him that just made her feel happy.  And safe, and wanted.  He didn't talk much, he was rough, and heavy handed, but he was hers.  Or rather she was his.  She smiled softly as she leant back, wondering what he was coming up with to eat.<br/><br/>When he asked if liked warm pizza she gave him a half smile, "sure, anything will do right now, I just need something to eat. Then would it be OK to have a nap Master, I'm feeling rather sleepy" she said, yawning as she felt a wave of sleepiness wash over her.<br/>