-01- Flooding.

[auxarka]

[[natalie sits in her room, coughing almost constantly. there's a good amount of phlegm in each cough, and she seems feverish. but don't worry, it's not contagious. natalie is experiencing a little bit of flooding right now, not a big deal. it happens often (and at least it's not as bad as it was last year).

feel free to keep her company.]]

Comments

[auxarka]

Oh. [[she covers her mouth.]] I... I am fine. I didn't mean to disturb you...

[auxarka]

[[she coughs again.]] I'm sorry to hear that. I do hope you find your way back. I'm fine though, I promise.

[devilwentdownto]

He stares at the door before knocking.
miss? Ya alrigh' in there? Ya sound sick.

[auxarka]

Ah. Yes... I am sick. But I'll be okay. I'm used to this.

[devilwentdownto]

He sighs.
Ya sure Miss? Ah could make ya some soup.

[auxarka]

It's fine. My sinuses should drain soon. But bless your soul, offering to tend to me. [[she flashes the sweetest smile she can muster.]]

[show_me_rivers]

Natalie...?

Quietly stepping inside her room, his banjo and a plastic bag clutched in tightly in his hand; at the sight of her distress, he comes quickly over to her side. Placing a cool hand on her forehead, he checks to see if her temperature is too hot.

Hey, honey... how are ya feelin'?

[auxarka]

[[she stirs a little. wow, your hand is freezing, lou.]]

Ah. Just... congested, really.