† 007.

[klutziness]

Oww, my head... I think I'm getting a cold. I hate being sick. When I'm sick, I can't run or work on my machina.

... Well, I can work, but it'll probably make me worse. Ugh.

Soup, I need soup. I'll have to uh, make some. Right, I can do that. Just as soon as I get out of this really, really comfy chair. This chair that isn't spinning because the room isn't spinning and it's just in my head and-

-ohhh I think I need to go back to bed.