Achoo!
When Kaito woke up today he felt something very unusual. Something he'd never felt before. He opened his eyes and looked to the window and saw the dim light of the sun, and thought 'Ugh... tired.' and went back to sleep.
A few hours passed and ten o' clock rolled around and Kaito's eyes slid open again. Raivis was still next to him, but the bright sun shined through the window and illumanated the fact that he'd started to sleep the day away. With a small whine he rose to his feet and started to get dressed.
His face felt like it was being boiled and it was hard to breathe through his nose. He tried to speak but all that came out was hoarse scratchings that hardly registered as words.
And he was dizzy... boy was he ever dizzy...
Without caring he threw on a random shirt, a pair of shorts and shoes. If he had bothered to look into a mirror he probably would have thought it odd to wearan oversized T-shirt and swimming trunks with slippers but his energy was running so far on low that he didn't really even want to look up.
With a long sniffle he trudged towards the kitchen, opened the fridge, and found that they didn't have enough eggs for breakfast. So without even thinking to leave a note he left the house and let the apartment door slam shut.
It was such a nice, chilly spring morning. The vocaloid walked towards the store, only giving the fact he felt warm in weather that could show his breath a passing thought. When he arrived at the store, he couldn't seem to stop coughing.
Things had gotten dizzier when he came inside the store, perhaps from walking around outside. He grabbed his butter and started to head back home.
With his butter in a shopping bag, Kaito stepped out into the still-brisk morning and trudged towards his apartment. His head hurt so much... and every few seconds he was either sneezing, coughing, or bringing his hand to his head which felt unusually hot.
Finally he arrived at the apartment, his body exhausted and everything around his head miserable. He could barely believe that he felt so horrible from such a quick and easy walk.
"I... I need to work out more..." He managed to strain out.
He saw his apartment door and smiled, gently lowering down to the ground. He made it home after all...
With a small sigh he curled up with his bag 'o butter and fell asleep at the apartment doorstep.
OOC: Feel free to have your character jump in at any point of the story, be it at the store, walking around or hey, maybe he didn't end up at the right apartment after all! Poor guy needs help!
A few hours passed and ten o' clock rolled around and Kaito's eyes slid open again. Raivis was still next to him, but the bright sun shined through the window and illumanated the fact that he'd started to sleep the day away. With a small whine he rose to his feet and started to get dressed.
His face felt like it was being boiled and it was hard to breathe through his nose. He tried to speak but all that came out was hoarse scratchings that hardly registered as words.
And he was dizzy... boy was he ever dizzy...
Without caring he threw on a random shirt, a pair of shorts and shoes. If he had bothered to look into a mirror he probably would have thought it odd to wearan oversized T-shirt and swimming trunks with slippers but his energy was running so far on low that he didn't really even want to look up.
With a long sniffle he trudged towards the kitchen, opened the fridge, and found that they didn't have enough eggs for breakfast. So without even thinking to leave a note he left the house and let the apartment door slam shut.
It was such a nice, chilly spring morning. The vocaloid walked towards the store, only giving the fact he felt warm in weather that could show his breath a passing thought. When he arrived at the store, he couldn't seem to stop coughing.
Things had gotten dizzier when he came inside the store, perhaps from walking around outside. He grabbed his butter and started to head back home.
With his butter in a shopping bag, Kaito stepped out into the still-brisk morning and trudged towards his apartment. His head hurt so much... and every few seconds he was either sneezing, coughing, or bringing his hand to his head which felt unusually hot.
Finally he arrived at the apartment, his body exhausted and everything around his head miserable. He could barely believe that he felt so horrible from such a quick and easy walk.
"I... I need to work out more..." He managed to strain out.
He saw his apartment door and smiled, gently lowering down to the ground. He made it home after all...
With a small sigh he curled up with his bag 'o butter and fell asleep at the apartment doorstep.
OOC: Feel free to have your character jump in at any point of the story, be it at the store, walking around or hey, maybe he didn't end up at the right apartment after all! Poor guy needs help!