"What seems to be the matter honey?" She watched you walk in seeming drained and exhausted to all hell, the way your body basically dragged itself over to the bed before flopping down next to her made it painfully obvious.

She rubbed your back softly, laying down next to you as she watched you bury your face into the sheets. To tired to move a muscle. The barmaid chuckled at your antics however, before picking you up and carrying you like a sack of potatoes to the kitchen.

As she turned the kettle on, she rubbed your back waiting for it to finish. "Now.. How about I make you a drink while you rest your pretty head on my shoulder hmm?" she hummed