Supernatural drabble: Silk
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Set: Stanford era.
Note: part of the 30 themes drabble challenge by Aisuruchan.
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It should not have been a surprise to him that he fell ill. Not with everything considered. All that weight to succeed at this new life on his shoulders, broad though they were.
Making it through classes was torture today, and he usually liked lectures. He wasn't as fond of homework, but the classroom experience of imparting information and things clicking into place was exciting. Homework had its moments, he supposed. Those moments when you got really into the subject matter you were expounding upon.
But today it didn't matter if it was lectures or homework: it all was painful.
The only saving grace was to slip beneath the covers when it all was done and rest his aching, congested head on his pillow. His sheets felt like silk.
Set: Stanford era.
Note: part of the 30 themes drabble challenge by Aisuruchan.
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It should not have been a surprise to him that he fell ill. Not with everything considered. All that weight to succeed at this new life on his shoulders, broad though they were.
Making it through classes was torture today, and he usually liked lectures. He wasn't as fond of homework, but the classroom experience of imparting information and things clicking into place was exciting. Homework had its moments, he supposed. Those moments when you got really into the subject matter you were expounding upon.
But today it didn't matter if it was lectures or homework: it all was painful.
The only saving grace was to slip beneath the covers when it all was done and rest his aching, congested head on his pillow. His sheets felt like silk.