have i mentioned lately that i'm shameless

[connike]

 THE SICK DAY MEME

RULES
► Post with your character, name and fandom in the header.
► They are now, for some odd reason, sick (headache, fever, runny nose, cough, whatever you want).
► Another character replies and is struck with the sudden urge to take care of them (bringing them soup, extra blankets, Sudafed, sexual healing, what have you).
► Go from there!

Comments

boo oh well. I will reward myself next week with cupcakes and an iphone

[fuckincakewake]

If it's laced with cyanide, maybe.

[ Weak grabby hands for the water, though. ]

hell yes.

[ofbreath]

[Makes a face at her, but sits and helps her with the water.]

Got you some Nyquil. Should help you sleep and knock the fever down at least.

until then i will rp and pretend this is studying....

[fuckincakewake]

[ Takes a few greedy gulps of water, hands over John's around the glass. Takes a break to breathe. Half grin. ]

And then you'll smother me, right?

ffff. and i will attempt to stay conscious.

[ofbreath]

[Raises his eyebrows.]

In awkward care and affection and maybe soup, sure.

[fuckincakewake]

[ Groan! Flops back down on the blankets. Nope, just let her die. ]

[ofbreath]

[:\]

...Nyquil will really help, I promise.

[fuckincakewake]

I'm not in the mood for like. Quadrant tango here, Jo-Eg.

[Weak laugh at the nickname her feverish brain came up with, it and her voice muffled by the blankets she's heaped around her. ]

[ofbreath]

Quadrant ta-- quadrant? Roxy, what do you think I'm trying to do to you here, wow. I am trying to help you stop being sick.

[>|]

[fuckincakewake]

[ Squints up over the blankets at John. ]

You're pitying me cause I'm sick. Cut it out.

[ofbreath]

[Scoffs, rolling his eyes.]

Oh my God, we're not trolls, we don't have quadrants!! I feel bad for you because you're sick, I'm not doing the weird creepy pity-love thing. That's dumb.

[fuckincakewake]

[ Smushes face back down in the blankets. It's warm here and comfortable and the sight of anything makes her want to puke at the moment, don't take it personally. ]

Tell that to her imperial doucherrie.

[ Bluh, that's cause enough to want to puke. Trying to cover herself with pillows now. ]

[ofbreath]

Her imperial what?

[fuckincakewake]

[ Muffled! ]

Condescension.

Duh.

[ofbreath]

[Eye... brow...?]

[fuckincakewake]

[ Whateverrrrrr. Not worth the talk. Waves the topic aside weakly. ]

You mentioned something about drugging me out of my mind on cough syrup?

[ofbreath]

Oh are you accepting the Nyquil now? [>|]

[fuckincakewake]

[ Lifts her head, little yawn. ]

Oh, is that not available anymore?

[ofbreath]

You're kind of a pain in the ass when you're sick, you know that? [He pours the liquidy gross into the little medicine cup and offers it.]

[fuckincakewake]

[ Big, charming smile. Isn't she always? Roxy takes the Nyquil from John and pulls a little face. ]

What am I supposed to wash it down with?

[ofbreath]

[Quirks an eyebrow.]

You're not supposed to wash it down, it's liquid. It tastes kinda gross but it'll work better if you don't dilute it.

And you can't have alcohol with decongestants anyway!!

[fuckincakewake]

[ Holding her nose, eying the liquid suspiciously. ]

Says who?

[ofbreath]

Says me!! There's a drug in the Nyquil that slows down your heart rate and you're not supposed to have alcohol with it you could die.

[fuckincakewake]

[ Groans! Faceplant against the blankets again- careful! She's gonna spill the tiny Nyquil cup at this rate! ]

Good. Let me die.

[ofbreath]

[GNTjkrffdh, takes it from her.]

Oh my God I am going to stick this up your nose. What the hell would make you say something like that? Don't you care about yourself? About the people that are your friends?

[fuckincakewake]

[ Good, get it away from her. It smells rancid. Raises her head, hair disheveled, eyebrows up. ]

Can't you take a joke? You have a worse sense of humor than Rosie.

[Roxy, just because you are miserable, don't take it out on John! ]