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[alas_yorick]

Yorick isn't feeling so hot. In fact, he's feeling downright shittyAfter John walked him to the Compound he showered and tried to eat a little, but his throat felt too raw, head too groggy. He ended up crashing at the Compound, and when he gets up this morning he feels like he's something out of a Romero film

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[brookesmart]

It's a damn miracle Brooke doesn't die tripping over him. She really shouldn't be pissed - the basket of banana bread Priestly's carrying is meant for Yorick, and with him right here they don't have to walk all the way to his hut in BFE to give it to him, but tell that to the elbow she's skinned catching herself against the open doorframe.

"Yorick!" she shrieks. "What the hell!"

[ilovemykilt]

"Hey, whoa," says Priestly, trying to figure out what to grab for first - Brooke, the door, or the basket of banana bread he's on the verge of dropping. The banana bread wins, but only because Brooke's still upright. "Everyone in one piece?"

[alas_yorick]

"Mmm?" Yorick says, startled out of his daze. He looks up at Brooke and Priestly, rubbing at one watery eye, and tries to smile. "Oh, hey. What's up?"

[brookesmart]

"What's up is you putting your giant ass where a step should be," Brooke hisses, rubbing at her elbow.

It's only when the surprised tears have faded from her own eyes that she sees the state of his. "Hey," she says, everything about her suddenly softer. "What happened to you?"

[ilovemykilt]

"Okay, so I was just going to give you some banana bread," says Priestly, letting the door close behind them, "but I don't think that's going to be enough to fix you right now. You look terrible."

[alas_yorick]

Yorick's kind of dizzy, and it's hard to concentrate on their faces.

"I think I tried to kill myself and got pneumonia. I feel like something I saw Amp throw up once. It was still moving," he says, and whatever's about to come next gets cut off when he starts coughing.

[brookesmart]

Brooke's mouth drops open, and she kneels, rubbing Yorick's back through the worst of the coughing. She tips an aghast look up at Priestly. "That sounds really bad," she says, and what had he just said about killing himself?

[ilovemykilt]

"I'm not even sure which one of those is worse," says Priestly. "Wait, no, yes I do. What the--?" But getting upset probably isn't going to help anything. "Okay first of all, you need to be in bed."

[brookesmart]

"And have you been to see a doctor?" Brooke follows on Priestly's heels, fingers clutching at Yorick's sleeve. "Did they say it's pneumonia and did they give you medicine?"

[alas_yorick]

"Um...yeah, antibiotics," Yorick says, hand falling to his pocket to make sure they're still there.

He droops against Brooke and considers a nap. "I think you should carry me," he says. "Make him carry me, Brooke."

[brookesmart]

"He'll carry you." What are secret boyfriends good for, after all, if they can't pitch in a little heavy lifting? "We both will," she adds, slinging his arm over her shoulder. "Come on."

[ilovemykilt]

"Okay, but if I'm carrying him, who's carrying the banana bread?" says Priestly, but somehow he manages to wrangle both as he moves to support Yorick's other side. "I'm not really...." But okay, the last thing he wants to admit is that he's not exactly the world's most built guy. "Okay, we can do this."

[alas_yorick]

"No, like a baby," Yorick complains, and tries to climb into Priestly's arms, grinning a little despite how he feels. "C'mon..."

[brookesmart]

Brooke's eyes fly open, but she cuts them quickly away. Maybe this is something she isn't supposed to see, she doesn't know, she doesn't know anything right now beyond the fact that Yorick seems determined to die horribly and make them watch.

She strides ahead of them under the pretense of clearing a branch from the boardwalk, fingers clamped tight around her arms.

[ilovemykilt]

"Hey, hey," says Priestly to stop her. "All right, you big baby. Brooke can take the basket and I can hoist your ass all the way back to your hut."

Because it's a lot easier to rag on him than to let his brain go back to the 'tried to kill myself' part of the conversation.

[alas_yorick]

Yorick doesn't mention how it's like three miles away, and yeah right, because he's actually gonna be carried. He wraps his arms around Priestly's neck. "Don't jostle me, I might puke."