couples_therapy: 28.1

28.1 Reveal

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James stood in the kitchen of Izzy’s apartment with Izzy’s bathrobe on and put the fizzing glass of Aspirin to his lips at slow-motion pace. He had a stress hangover, to put it mildly. This was the sort of hangover that came without the indulgent joys of alcohol. It was when the adrenaline of the stress and anxiety died and left you feeling like you’d been hit by a bus. James had the added bonus of the fact his blood sugar levels had skyrocketed the day before when the case had gone crashing down around them and then dropped suddenly sometime during the night, leaving him in a sick, crying, miserable ball on Izzy’s bathroom floor as the defeat and guilt finally started to set in.

( The puking had finally stopped and Izzy managed to get him to eat a banana and half an apple with her, so he stopped feeling like he was half dead and more like he was just sort of dying... )

- isabelowens referenced with permission


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