[ Daisy doesn't even register how close Neal's gotten at first, every coherent thought blotted out by the pain cutting through her head and slicing into her bones. Every splintered crack within her arms makes itself known in painful detail as her bones shake with the force of the sound and it's instinct that has her grab hold of Neal's arm with one hand while the other presses against the side of her head.
Great, so now the good-looking new guy has not only seen her in pajamas with unbrushed hair, but he also gets to see her with a scrunched up face from being in severe pain. This is fine. Totally fine. She won't be bitter about this at all later. ]
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Great, so now the good-looking new guy has not only seen her in pajamas with unbrushed hair, but he also gets to see her with a scrunched up face from being in severe pain. This is fine. Totally fine. She won't be bitter about this at all later. ]