early morning...

[nemoubliepas]

*Alfons is sitting, on his own, in the centre of the city - perched on a bench slightly. Just out for some air at an ungodly hour...

Except that he's double over, coughing fairly violently into his hand*

Comments

[no_milkplease]

H-hey...are you going to be ok?

[nemoubliepas]

J-ja...I am fien...

[slytherinfuhrer]

Are you alright, young man?

[nemoubliepas]

J-ja! Auf course!

[edward_niisan]

....... *frowns with worry*

Are you going to deny you are sick, too?

[nemoubliepas]

....ist just a cold.

[corrupted_steel]

[sighs]

I wish that you choke.

[but he walks over and crouches before him, peering]

[nemoubliepas]

*weak glare*

Danke.

*doesn't move or anything, watching him and breathing a bit heavy*

[princessalfons]

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh God, sir!!!

Are you all right?!

[nemoubliepas]

J-ja!

I am fien...ist just a cold, ja?