[This was supposed to be private, but Tifa's uncoordinated flailing right now means it's just public. Her room is dark, with the blinds pulled and a pile of shapeless blankets over a mop of dark hair. She moans as one bare arm brings the NV into recording range.]
Nnnh. Sam, I...I can't make it into work tonight. I feel awful, my head is swimming and
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I think I caught a nasty flu. I was helping out against the wave of undead, but I don't remember a lot.
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Oh, Tifa, you don't look very good at all! I mean you look like you don't feel very good. Want me to bring over some soup?
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I look like I feel then. I'd love some company, if you don't mind other people. Kairi and Joe were going to come over too. It would be nice to see you, I'm feeling pretty useless really.
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Right! [gets up decisively] I'm on my way over. I'll be stopping for some soup on the way.
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When the knock came she called out.]
It's open...
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[Apparently not, since she had called out. She slipped into the room, leaving the door ajar, and hurried to Tifa's bedside, carrying a shopping bag in one hand.] They didn't have chicken soup so I got split pea. The man behind the counter said it's the next best thing for being sick. How do you feel?
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Oh, that's no trouble! In fact...hmm, well, I think I'll just have to stick around until you feel better! You need someone to look after you.
((ooc: eons late but I'd still like to thread if you want to! C: ))
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