[Sorting Hat 16] Strung out. [text]

[vertulpen]

Desperately . . . trying to remember if I signed up for the field trip.

I don't think I-- [a long pause; the longest.]

Oh.

I did.

Great.

[Somebody forgot he signed up to chaperone on the field trip. After a long day yesterday, Thijs was high out of his skull until the wee hours of the morning. Naturally he didn't sleep at all, only to

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[lovelycassie]

...Professor?

[vertulpen]

[sigh]

Yes?

[lovelycassie]

Are you... alright?

[vertulpen]

[after a bit]

Fine.

filtered;

[grandsun]

I can whip you up something for that.

How does he know what's wrong pfft

[vertulpen]

. . . for what?

FFF i'm sorry! ;A; i thought it was obvious he was sick -- not like anything bad just sick

[grandsun]

You have a cold, right?

a;sjf oh okay that makes sense. OTL

[vertulpen]

I don't, no.

Thanks for offering.

[crane_not_crow]

Perhaps it would be best if you stayed behind. It wouldn't do well if we had a chaperon who couldn't even keep up with the students.

[private] Scary. . .

[vertulpen]

I'm fine, really. Sir.

[He's impervious to subtlety right now.]

[private]

[crane_not_crow]

Perhaps I could make you a little pick me up. Just a little something to get you through the day.

[private]

[vertulpen]

That's- that's very kind.

[He wasn't sure if he trusted Professor Crane, but then again he was a Hogwarts potions professor. What could he really do?]

Should I meet you somewhere?

[ooc: . . . so what will he give him.]

[sawa_dame]

Something wrong, professor...?

[vertulpen]

Not at all.

[sawa_dame]

Are you sure?

[vertulpen]

[sigh]

Yes, I'm sure.