Day 6

[quatrew]

[You might be able to hear the soft rustling of several layers of blankets, as Quatre slowly stirs from a deep, semi-drug-induced sleep]

[After a couple of seconds, you hear Quatre moaning softly as well - not from a nightmare, but from the headache that's hit him like a beam cannon.]

ugh.... [he sits up] Where...? Since when was I back here...?

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[destructocarrot]

Oh...it's you.

[quatrew]

Nnnh.... Carrot?

[destructocarrot]

Yeah, that's my name! What's your problem?

[quatrew]

Last I remember, I was in the infirmary... [he coughs, trying to clear his throat so he can speak normally] I was throwing up and feverish. Then all of a sudden, I'm back in my room.

[destructocarrot]

Oh.

[pauses]

That sucks.

[quatrew]

I'll be okay... it's getting better slowly. I feel a little less sick than before.

How are you?

[destructocarrot]

[surly] Fine! I'm totally fine. I'm always fine.

[quatrew]

You don't sound normal, though...

[destructocarrot]

Those stupid assholes sent security after me! And kept tellin' lies!

[pause]

Not like you would care, though.

[quatrew]

[Quatre sighs softly, then stifles a cough]

Carrot, I'm sorry. I really am. I didn't think it would end up like it did. I thought...

I thought I could help Bella without hurting you.

[destructocarrot]

Well you acted like a jerk! Just like those other guys!

I thought that we were buddies, but...but you acted like a real dick!

[quatrew]

I know I did. It was a gut reaction that I didn't think through. I wish I would have, and things would have turned out differently. I really regret what happened, and I know a lot of it was my fault.

I hope that you might forgive me, but I understand if you don't want to.

[destructocarrot]

...Don't be weird.

I just wanted you to say sorry.

[quatrew]

Ah. I hope that we can be friends again--

[a particularly violent cough, silencing him for a few seconds]

...I'd really like that.

[destructocarrot]

[muttering] Yeah...okay, fine.

[quatrew]

Thanks, Carrot. It means a lot to me.