I fear all good intents have been for naught, for I do see such sickness about. Find thou a physician, I beg thee all, 'fore little troubles grow and cause thee thy deathbed for to seek.
Dearest cousin, and dear friend Dawn, I shall brew thee tea and sit by thy sides as oft as I might. And pray thy hurts and sickness pass anon.
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[ooc: Have a cranky Dawn! And she's not really referring to Kyle or Tosh-- okay, maybe just a little-- so do not let the Tosh-in-your-head feel guilty, hear me? :P]
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[ooc: Tosh-in-my-head: *guilts omg* <3]
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Down with Jello. Rah, rah.
...Come sit with me again, when you can find a spare second?
[ooc: Dawn sez I WILL TELL YOUR JACK AND HE WILL POUT AT YOU.]
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Sit I shall, an it brighten thy day.
[ooc: Noooo, not the pout! D:]
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Thanks, Juliet. Hospitals give me the heebies in a bad way. Friendly faces are good.
[ooc: MOO HA HA HA HA! OH YES THE POUT.]
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I find chocolate helps make sadness stay away. You could think of it as your weapon of choice! 'And thus with chocolate and friendship did Juliet slay the plague beast'.
Thanks, by the way. All requests for chocolate aside.
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'Tis my pleasure, dear friend. I hope only that I may aid thee in recovering thy bright spirit.
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My spirit is kind of less than bright, huh? I don't do sick well. Like anyone could not know.
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You know what would help? Stories. Lots of them. Tell me about where you're from?
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Talk of fair Verona? Ay, an it please thee. Though 'tis not much full of excitement, I fear.
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I'll be there soon. I was yesterday, but you were sleeping.
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Also, now with 100% more self-pity!
Anyway. Tosh, you should be resting. Go back to sleep before Jack makes you.
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He can't make me sleep, unless he drugs me. And I think he may be just a little afraid that I actually will shoot him.
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I'm not mad at you, Tosh. I mean, I kind of am, but I'm also mad at Kyle and the fact that my toes are cold and my left hip itches and my hair isn't cute and my shirt has a hole in the cuff and McGoogles doesn't have any stuffed animal friends and I already finished my book. And throw in the Parcheesi wondertwins for good measure.
I'm sick, I'm cranky, and I'm feeling a little better so now I have more energy to devote to resenting everyone and everything ever.
...Be nice to Jack. You should have seen his face yesterday.
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You can be mad at me, Dawn, it's all right. Wish I was there to take care of you, like a sister should. But Martha's brilliant, you know. She'll have you home in no time at all. And don't be angry with Kyle, he spent ages in that chair next to your bed.
...He broke into the flat and made me tea. And held me. While I slept. No one's ever done that for me. Not since I was little.
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...Yeah. I know. I just... I wi- No, bad word. I'm having issues. Later?
Don't tell him I told you, but he went all panicked and protective. I think he likes you, Tosh.
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Tosh? Is Sam okay, do you know? Last time we talked I totally shut him down, and I haven't heard from him since.
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