♕ |[72]| I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke, I'm sure that my left leg is broke--

[had_not_lived]

I think I'm getting sick.

I woke up just feeling-- I don't know, lethargic, and I'm not hungry... I think I need to stay in bed a while.

Billy? Can you cover the store for... I hope, just a couple of days? I don't want to give anyone else my cold...


[ooc; oh, yes, Neil is sick... with vampirism. He won't go all explode-in-sunlight but he's a bit more sensitive to light, a lot paler, and totally not interested in solid food. He'll figure it out in a couple of days... >3]

Comments

[inmyothertights]

Yeah, sure. Do you want me to come over and try a healing spell?

No guarantees, though, you're probably better off with matzah ball soup.

[had_not_lived]

I don't feel like I could eat any soup. But I think-- I hope-- I'll be okay in a day or two, I don't think I need any spells. But thank you for offering.

Resting ought to help.

[inmyothertights]

Good luck, okay?

[had_not_lived]

I hope I don't need luck!

You'll be all right on your own at the shop?

[inmyothertights]

If things get hectic I'll make Tommy help me.

[had_not_lived]

If you say so.

[inmyothertights]

I do. Don't worry.

[had_not_lived]

And don't you get sick.

[inmyothertights]

I don't really catch colds.

[had_not_lived]

I don't either, usually.

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

I heard tea with lemon helps. Oh! And chicken soup.

no sending him to disney world, ok? he's never heard of it ^^

[had_not_lived]

I could maybe try some tea, but the idea of soup just turns my stomach.

just as well. she's out of e-tickets. :-P

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Try to get some rest, then. I was sick once and it really sucked. Hopefully you'll feel better soon!

[had_not_lived]

Only ever once?

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[Question, what question?]

I'm pretty good at helping sick people, though! I think you're supposed to drink cold fluids.

[had_not_lived]

I thought it was warm fluids. Like tea, and soup.

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah! You're totally right. So... both, I guess?

[had_not_lived]

No soup for me... I can't stand the idea of eating.

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[mumbled_truth]

[Todd's already gotten out of bed, neither sick nor working today, but he's not going anywhere. Certainly not with Neil in bed in this state. So he's up, cleaning and taking care of things around the apartment. After a bit, he quietly creeps back into the bedroom, coming to check on the other boy. He crosses the room and lightly sits on the edge of the bed.]

Hey. Feeling any better?

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[had_not_lived]

[Neil shakes his head, inching up so he's sitting in the bed and drawing his knees to his chest, pulling the blankets up around him.]

I think I just need to rest.

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[mumbled_truth]

Okay.

[He doesn't want to poke at Neil too much if he's feeling really awful, but he does reach out to brush a hand gently through the other boy's hair.]

Do you want anything?

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[had_not_lived]

[Neil leans into the touch, letting his eyes fall shut as he shakes his head slightly. It's not that he's chilled, exactly, but the warmth of Todd's hand is nice. Maybe a little too nice. What he'd really like is for the other boy to crawl back into bed with him, to curl up and press his face into Todd's neck and rest a while, but he doesn't want to get Todd sick, too, so he just forces a weak smile.]

I'll be okay. It's just a cold, probably.

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[mumbled_truth]

All right...

[His hand lingers on Neil's shoulder as he bites his lower lip. He can't help but be frustrated, feeling like there isn't anything he can do.]

Well, do you want some tea or something to eat?

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[had_not_lived]

No food.

[It's his biggest indicator that he's sick-- just the idea of solid food makes him feel awful. Not nauseous, just miserable.]

Maybe tea? [He looks up, eyes uncertain and unusually vulnerable.]

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[mumbled_truth]

[Todd frowns a little, not liking the outright refusal of food. It is early, though... he's not overly concerned yet, thinking that maybe Neil will feel up to having something later. So when Neil looks up and their eyes meet, Todd offers a gentle, reassuring smile.]

Sure. I'll go put it on, okay?

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[had_not_lived]

[He nods, shrinking back a little into the blankets. He looks pale but not particularly wasted; not unhealthy, but of course his lack of appetite is a new development. In a few days, if he doesn't feel better... Well, there's no reason to worry about that yet.]