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[lizzihedevary]

Ugh, I feel horrid. My nose is stopped up, I've been coughing and achy and nauseous and I think I have a fever. I feel miserable. Screw Wacky Day, I'm going to curl up in my bed and read all day, classes can shove it. Urgh I hope I don't throw up, I hate throwing up. I want someone to take care of me. Baty? Anyone? *sniffle* damn.

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[austriamusician]

Elizaveta, are you all right?
I will drop by later, if that is all right with you.

[lizzihedevary]

I think I have the flu, if, if you want to come over and keep me company that would be nice, but you don't have to. I think I'm going back to bed, I feel horrid.

Okay, yeah def. going back to bed I just threw up. ;-; I hate being sick.

[austriamusician]

*knocks on door, carrying a bowl of steaming hot porridge*

[lizzihedevary]

Hngh, who is it? *the voice on the other side of the door sounded thoroughly miserable*

[austriamusician]

Elizaveta?

*replies softly*

[lizzihedevary]

Ah, Roderich come in, the door's not locked!

[austriamusician]

*enters, closing the door softly, and walks to the bed*

Have some porridge, it is good for you.

*puts the porridge on the bedside table*

[lizzihedevary]

*Lizzi is laying down in her bed, covers around her chin and looking rather miserable, though she does manage to smile at Roderich*

Thanks Roderich, I'll try to eat it later, my tummy's not too happy with me right now.

[austriamusician]

You should go see the nurse. It would help.

[lizzihedevary]

*she shakes her head*

It's just the flu, all the nurse is going to tell me is to stay in bed and drink fluids. If I still feel this bad tomorrow I'll go to the nurse. Promise.