quietmounds | (no subject)

(no subject)

WHAT what you want
WHERE where you want
WHEN Day ""135""

[The rain has cleared, but it appears to have left some people with a case of the sniffles! The magic sniffles. Even if you've never been sick a day in your life, you might not find yourself immune. Then again, maybe you have a terrible immune system and you're fine. I'm not the magic sniffles police.

Symptoms May Include:

- runny nose
- sore throat
- fever
- thinking you're going to cough or sneeze but actually what comes out is A BURST OF THE TRUTH
- waking up in someone else's bed
- joint aches

At least the sketchy pop-up pharmacy at the mall has a special on tissues and nyquil?]

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

[rubs her forehead, glancing over at him]

Sit back down before you fall down.

It's definitely catching. One way or another.

[flopped on his back somewhere— a park bench? your bed? his living room floor? any flat surface will do

he sneezes, and his hair shocks from brown to bright green]

Uggggh.

[growling slightly but not looking in her direction]

What, you ain't got it?

Well, if I do catch it, you can make me tea in return.

Which is why you're gonna sit down.

I'm not rain checking tomorrow.

[considering her then tossing over some medication]

Not so far.

[a more neutral tone than she's been using with him]

Deal.

[catches it and examines it with a little thank-you nod]

You better not sneeze on me then.

[might notice it in a few hours]

Hm, better stock up. They gonna run out soon.

Call out if you need anything, okay?

[turning to go]

I can hear your congestion and sore throat, sweetheart. Sounds like this one your immune system can't battle, and frankly, I don't like people taking these things lightly. If it's bad enough for you to get it's bad enough for you to be resting.

[steps into his path and crosses his arms]