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[deathly_origami]

Ohhhh... it looks so nice outside... *sighs*

[Because ignoring nasty weather is never a smart idea, Yomiko is now fighting a fever. She's in her room, in bed, trying to stay positive, pining for the comfort of the library.]

*groans*...I'm such an idiot... I hope this fever breaks soon.

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[bulletserenade]

Don't tell me you're sick, too?

[deathly_origami]

*nervous laugh, hides her head under the covers* Yes.

[bulletserenade]

Yomiko... I knew this was going to happen. I'm bringing you soup. Stay in your room.

[A little bit later, he's knocking on her door, holding a steaming bowl of soup.] Jeez, this is the third time I've brought soup to someone... people need to stop getting sick.

[frumpyface]

[And Erk is actually not too far behind, with various works of fiction in her hands. She plops it down on the table next to the soup.]

READ A BOOK, READ A BOOK, READ A MOTHERFUCKING BOOK

[fadetonigredo]

Shall I assume Jr. got everything for you, or do you still need something?

[deathly_origami]

Oh, I'm quite fine, sir! Jr. stopped by earlier with some soup and Erk brought me plenty of reading material! But thank you for inquiring!

[fadetonigredo]

Yes, I heard her from down the hall. Not exactly the most polite creature I've ever heard.

And there's no need to call me sir.

[deathly_origami]

I, er, assumed that was a part of whatever is afflicting Erk at the moment. Erk would never use that, uhm, particular adjective to describe a book, I think.

Oh, uhm, sorry about that.