Feb 05, 2009 16:16
Moritz Stiefel was not feeling like himself. He was sweating, then he was shivering, and his whole body hurt. His out-of-control hair was buried under a comforter and his head wouldn't stop throbbing. Obviously, Moritz was bedridden.
He could use some chicken soup or some company or something.
polexia,
ilse,
melchior,
moritz