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have i mentioned lately that i'm shameless

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!

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[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?

[ 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! ]

[Just huffs and rolls his eyes, tossing the cup at a trashcan and making a face at her.]

I'm trying to help you, because you're sick, and you're making jokes like "let me die"! I dunno if you can remember this because you're kind of drunk all the time, but a lot of us have had people we care about die? And I'm kind of sick of it, so it's not a funny joke to me.

[ Surprised at John's tossing of the medicine, but her expression evens out when John finished his little hissyfit. Level, poker face stare. No, hadn't thought of that, but is definitely thinking of it now. ]

Yeah. My mom died too. And for the record, it's not something you forget with booze, though not for my lack of trying. But hey, thanks for reminding me.

[ If this was a comic book there would be icicles dripping from her words right about now. Snakes a hand out to grab the NyQuil bottle from John, taking off the top of it herself. ]

[Huffs, letting her take the bottle.]

Then don't act like it's such a casual matter. Your mom died, my dad died, Rose's mom, Dave's bro, Jade's grandpa... We're basically all orphans or dead in one timeline or another, so it's really not funny.

[Rolls her eyes, struggling with this cap. This is embarrassing. Little growl! ]

Yeah, and there's probably a timeline where I'm not sick and miserable, I don't see your point. Other than I don't get why you have to take me so seriously. Jake and Janey never did.

[ Because he isn't Jake and Jane! My god Roxy, your fever is boiling your brain. Cracks the bottle open and takes a swig from it. Ugh! that's the most disgusting thing she's ever drank, and you have no idea what poor choices in scotch her mom's had while selecting alcohol for her daughter. ]

[He goes to take the bottle from her but she gets it, and he just fixes her with an irritated expression.]

Because I'm not Jake or Janey, and I don't take jokes about people dying very well. Prankster's Gambit nonwithstanding, there's nothing funny about death.

[ Gagging! Bluh! Bluh! This is gross! Why did you make her take this. Oh right, because you care about her. Well cut it out!

Sticking her tongue out from the aftertaste, groans and lies back against the pillows. Grumpy glare at the ceiling. ]

[He just watches her for a while, and reclaims the bottle of Nyquil from her.]

...it'll help, I promise. [He's kind of subdued, now.]

[ Sigh! Now that the medicine is just a bad taste in her mouth, what she said to John before is starting to be one too. Pats a spot on the bed next to her- over the covers, don't get any ideas! ]

Sorry. That was shitty of me before, wasn't it?

[He sort of grumps a little bit at her, and stays right where he is.]

You're sick. I'll get over it.

[ Ouch. Looks away from John. Neglect and passive aggression she's used to,but disappointment is a whole new, uncomfortable set of feelings Roxy isn't familiar with. Feels shitty too. ]

And I know you're not Jake and Janey. You just look like them, that's all.

And you look like Rose's mom. That doesn't mean I'm calling you Ms. Lalonde.

And I'm not upset about you saying I look like your friends or anything, it's.

...look, just drop it, okay?

[ Sinks down against the blankets, trying to pull them around her like a solid fortress to block out that weird look on John's face. Nope, not gonna look at it. ]

Yeah, sure. Sorry.

[The 'weird look' stays for another handful of seconds before he moves forward, reaching out to slip his hand under her hair and check her temperature against his own.]

...you're still pretty warm. The Nyquil should help, and it'll help you sleep. Do you want anything else...?

[ Starts at the contact, but quickly tries to play it off that that didn't just happen. Sulky little expression, he's right, she is feeling like maybe sleep is a possibility in the near future. Cuddles down under the blankets. ]

To be not sick, I guess?

[He smiles a little bit at her.]

Then rest, and let me make you some soup to eat when you wake up.

[ Stomach growls in response. That actually would be pretty nice. Flushed pink (well at least she's got some color to her), tiny nod. ]

Um. Thanks.

[He smiles a bit more.]

...yeah. Just no more jokes about dying.

[ Little grin back. ]

I've got WAY better jokes than that when my brain's not boiling.

[ Yawn. ]

Good. Now take a nap, and I'm gonna go make you some soup. You like chicken noodle?

[ Snuggles back down against the blankets, sleepy nod. ]

Who doesn't like chicken noodle?? Only like.. stupid Batterwitch drones wouldn't like that junk.

Okay good. I make a mean chicken noodle soup. You rest, and I'll be back with that in a little while, okay?

[ Vague noise she heard him, but whether or not she is awake enough to understand him is totally up in the air. Eyes closed. ]

[And he's off to make soup! He can return with that if you want to keep threading this, or we can stop here. :>]

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have i mentioned lately that i'm shameless

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john you are being such a grumpy girl right now.

omg hes precious

he's sort of a brat and i love it >_>;

smooshes his faceee

abububu

sorry for lateness, long commute home!

no worries! sleep for me soon, i work at ass oclock.

chuu okay!!

chuuchuu

nuzzzlle

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