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Post by ParamountKeymaster on May 2, 2017 22:17:06 GMT -5
"Um... Yeah, thanks," Evan sighed, nodding as the knight departed. "See ya, Arti."
Upon stepping into the apartment, Evan was greeted with several odd looks directed at the man who had simply barged in and absconded with some of their pizza. Jen in particular tilted her head at him. "Friend of yours, Evan?"
"Yeah, that was just Arti," Evan weakly chuckled as he claimed a few slices of pepperoni for himself. "Swift sent me back up. Told me she'd handle my clothes."
"Well, that was nice of her."
"She also said to send her two or three slices of meat lover's."
"Oh it!" Patrick decreed as he prepared Swift's pizza for magical delivery.
"So why'd she send you back?" Jen asked. "She still worried about your health?"
"Mm-hmm..." Evan murmured through a mouthful of pizza, swallowing before continuing, "Said I was feverish, that I smelled funny... got all worked up 'cause I sneezed once..."
"Well, after hiking several miles covered in mud, I wouldn't be surprised if you got yourself sick."
"I don't feel sick!" Evan insisted. "I just feel tired... and cold... and kinda congested... oh wow, and thirsty." Having just realized how sore his throat was, Evan rushed into the kitchen and hastily poured himself a glass of water, guzzling down half of it in one swig.
Jen smirked sadly and slowly shook her head. That boy was going to bed early tonight.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on May 2, 2017 22:24:34 GMT -5
About an hour and a half later, Swift returned with Evan's clothes, clean and neatly folded. Everyone had settled down for the night. Patrick and Ace had retreated to their room, as had Andromeda and Aether to theirs. Jen and Darien were back in the living room watching TV, Carter asleep at their feet.
Upon seeing them, Swift sat down in a nearby chair. "Hey. How's Evan?"
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on May 2, 2017 22:27:41 GMT -5
Jen tried her best to smile back at Swift, but the worry was still evident. "Well, he's definitely got a case of something. I can tell ya that much."
"He's in you guys' room," Darien stated. "Went to lie down right after he ate about an hour ago."
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on May 2, 2017 22:32:35 GMT -5
Swift nodded. "Right... I'm gonna go check on him."
With that said, Swift stood right back up and quietly walked down the hall, stopping in front of the door to her and Evan's shared bedroom and taking a peek inside.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on May 2, 2017 22:35:43 GMT -5
Unsurprisingly, Evan was already curled up in bed, out cold, breathing slightly louder and more nasally than usual. Seemed he didn't have the energy to keep his promise of staying up for her...
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on May 2, 2017 22:43:09 GMT -5
Swift smirked. Totally saw that coming. Not that she was complaining. She told him to get some rest, after all.
Cautiously, Swift tiptoed into the room, set Evan's clothes down by his dresser, then moved over to hers to retrieve her pajamas. No matter how many times the floor creaked or the drawers squeaked, Evan did not stir. Before leaving, Swift paused to look him over. At a cursory glance, he didn't seem all that bad. Obviously weary and maybe a little pale, but nothing too worrying. The chances of this illness quickly running its course seemed highly likely to her.
Satisfied, Swift left Evan alone and made her way towards the bathroom, more than ready to wash this day off. For his sake, she decided it best to sleep on the couch's pullout bed tonight. She could handle that. Like she needed an excuse to give Evan special treatment anyway.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on May 2, 2017 22:51:34 GMT -5
Soon enough, Void City was drenched in the warm light of dawn. As the city awoke to a fresh new day, so too did the Summer Snow residents.
In typical fashion, Jen and Darien were some of the first ones up, cooking a light breakfast of eggs and toast. Several times throughout, Jen peeked down the hallway, pondering whether or not she should go check on Evan and repeatedly decided to let him sleep. He would wake up on his own time, she was sure.
"Jen?" Darien could tell that something was bothering her, and even though he was pretty sure what it was, he still asked, "What're you thinking?"
She took a deep breath and gave him a little smile. "I'm just wondering how Evan's gonna feel when he gets up. Let's be real here. He was... not in the best condition last night, and the mornings after the onset of illness tend to be either better or completely miserable."
Darien nodded. "Well, here's to hoping this passes quickly."
"Amen to that."
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on May 2, 2017 22:58:31 GMT -5
"Mmmmm..." The wolf hanyo asleep on the pullout stirred as the scent of fried eggs filled her nostrils. "I smell breakfast."
Swift quickly sprung to her feet and joined Jen and Darien in the kitchen. At the same time, Andromeda and Aether stepped out of their bedroom as well, the latter chiming in, "Good morning, all!"
"Morning!" Swift replied. "Hope everyone slept better than I did."
"Oh dear..." Aether's ear drooped. "Is the pullout that bad?"
"No, actually, it's a decent pullout. I just kept waking up every few hours because... well... Evan was kinda groaning down the hall..."
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on May 2, 2017 23:02:38 GMT -5
"Oh man, he was? I must've slept through that..." Jen muttered while Darien merely shrugged. "I've been debating when the best time to check on him would be, but I don't wanna wake him up too soon."
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on May 2, 2017 23:07:15 GMT -5
Swift sighed and got to work on making her own breakfast. "Yeah, probably should just let him rest. If he's not up by eleven, I'll... go see how he's doing."
"Sounds reasonable," Aether sighed. Andromeda gazed down the hall, fist worriedly pressed against her mouth.
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Sure enough, breakfast came and went, Ace and Patrick woke up with zero problems, and Swift's desire to check on her boyfriend's physical state gradually increased. By the time eleven o'clock rolled around, true to her word and unable to resist any longer, Swift made her way down to their bedroom, pausing at the door for a moment before opening it up and sticking her head inside.
So much for not worrying.
"Evan...?"
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on May 2, 2017 23:15:34 GMT -5
"Uuuuuuuuugh..."
What she found inside was... not exactly the most comforting sight.
Evan was lying flat on his stomach, one arm dangling off the side of the bed while his body was only partially covered by the tangled bed sheets. His skin had a pale, sickly pallor and a thin layer of cold sweat. There were bags under his eyes and snot running down his nose. Barely able to move, he slowly opened his eyes, squinting against the morning light before turning them to gaze up at Swift. "Heyyy..."
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on May 2, 2017 23:18:47 GMT -5
"Oh geez..." Swift quickly rushed in to examine Evan up close. Sure enough, not only did he look completely miserable, but his temperature had increased even further and his scent was completely off in all the wrong ways.
"Evan, you... I'm sorry, but you look terrible..."
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on May 2, 2017 23:22:59 GMT -5
Evan responded with a weak chuckle. "Yeah. I know." His nose was so backed up and his throat so scratchy that he was barely audible. "Not too proud to admit when I'm wrong. Heheheheh ACK HCK UGH COFF COFF... Ugh..."
With what little energy he had, Evan turned onto his side and nestled himself deeper beneath the covers. The outside air felt absolutely freezing. "Sorry to make you worry so much... Guess it was kinda stupid of me to think I was completely invulnerable, huh?"
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on May 3, 2017 11:05:04 GMT -5
Swift just gave him a sad smile in return. "C'mon, I told you not to beat yourself up for my sake. You're sick. It happens. Right now, it's my job to look after you. So... do you need anything? You want some breakfast?"
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on May 3, 2017 11:08:54 GMT -5
"Mmph... Water would be nice, actually." Evan wasn't particularly hungry. Honestly, his stomach felt like it was inside-out. But he knew he should probably eat something if his body was going to have any chance at healing quickly. "Maybe some toast... I dunno..."
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