Six Sentences:
“You look terrible,” she said, pulling Slade up short just as he was on his way out.
Slade gave her the same look Ollie used to give his parents when they would catch him sneaking into the house hungover at dawn. “I'm fine,” he said and wow, Ollie didn't know how he'd missed it but Slade did not look fine. The morning was still cool but Slade was flushed and sweating, one hand braced against the wall like he wasn't entirely sure of his legs keeping him up. Ollie immediately wondered if the leg infected, flashing back to how sick he'd been when the arm went bad, but the wasn't limping so that couldn't be it. “Fighting off a bug, it's nothing.”
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Running Hot is back for round 3! \o/
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Running Hot is a fever themed prompt fest, something always guaranteed to give me the happy sighs.
Prompt post is open here! Go, leave all the happy h/c prompts!