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[easybreezyidiot]

[Today in the mess hall, there are sick kids trying to act like they definitely aren't sick. More specifically, a teenage boy who's half-asleep over a table (this is totally normal behavior) with a box of tissues next to him (it's a coincidence!) and a preteen who's struggling to walk at even a sluggish pace and yet also coughing at super speed

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[mind_over_metal]

You should be in bed.

[easybreezyidiot]

[sniffs at him and keeps walking. very slowly.]

Mind your own business, kid.

[mind_over_metal]

You're only going to get sicker like this. And then other people will get sick, too.

[easybreezyidiot]

I'm not gonna get sicker. I just need to rest for a minute.

[mind_over_metal]

Well, this doesn't count as resting.

[easybreezyidiot]

[she sits down at the nearest table and puts her head down]

Happy?

[mind_over_metal]

No. You need to go somewhere quiet. And get actual sleep.

[easybreezyidiot]

No, I'm good like this.

[annnd she can't really walk]

[mind_over_metal]

You're just being silly now.

[easybreezyidiot]

You don't even know me, so back off!

[mind_over_metal]

What I do know, Brianna, is that you're sick because you're doing a terrible job of hiding it, which must mean that it's pretty bad. If you get some rest, you'll get better even quicker. I can get some juice and things and bring them to you.

[easybreezyidiot]

[... oh nooo]

How'd you know my name?

[needsahandjob]

She's not going to listen to you.

[mind_over_metal]

Are you?

[needsahandjob]

No.

[mind_over_metal]

You're sick. You probably have the flu.