Ninth Bite || "Just a Bite"
*Outside of 723 Anderson Lane, someone might notice a man sitting in his bushes. Yes. Sitting in his bushes, in the middle of the night, shivering. His hands cover his head and he looks rather troubled. It's odd for a man to do this, even for Conrad's standards. Perhaps it was a new trend
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Hey! What are you doing in the bushes?
[She's about to tease him for being a peeping tom, but then she notices that he doesn't look too well.]
Are- Are you okay? You aren't hurt, are you?
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*Except from that blood dripping from his lip, he looks alright... and besides his extremely pale skin, he looks as healthy as a horse! Well not really.*
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You don't look fine. You look really pale...
She frowns. She can't just leave leave him in the bushes to die of tuberculosis or whatever else makes you cough up blood.]
Should I call a doctor? Or would you rather go to the hospital?
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I-I just don't get out into the sun that much! N-No big deal!
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[She pulls out a handkerchief and reaches forward to wipe away the blood.]
I'm pretty sure lack of sun doesn't cause that.
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You shouldn't tell people you're okay if you aren't. It'll only cause more trouble later.
[She moves forward and puts a hand on his arm.]
Now come on.... Let me at least help you get inside.
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You should probably lay down. Are you in pain? Should I get some aspirin or something? You don't have a fever, do you?
[Just to make sure, she lays a hand on his forehead. I imagine that he's cold rather than hot?]
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His hands in his lap twitch and flinch uncontrollably*
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[Crap. He must be really sick. It's not even cold outside. She glances around the living room.]
Where do you keep your blankets? And- and would you like me to make some tea or something?
[Years with England are coming back to her. Hot tea solves everything.]
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N-No miss, I... Please, there's no need to...!
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[Why are guys so stubborn when they're sick? They never want to accept help... She takes a deep breath. It'll do no good to yell at him.]
Look, you're obviously not well. I want to help you if I can. Just tell me what to do.
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S-Shit..!
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[She has no idea what to do. After several seconds of panicked stuttering, she sits down next to him and starts wiping the blood again with her handkerchief.]
Are you okay? Does your stomach hurt? You aren't choking are you? Can- you breath? Nod if you can breath!
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