[closed] it's the antiHouse

[power_of_heart]

Characters: Orihime [power-of_heart] and Adachi [fool_in_reverse]
Content: A house call~
Setting: Adachi's cabin oshi-
Time: An hour or so after this post.
Warnings: Adachi, possible mystic woo-woo idk.

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[foolreversed]

Sleeping it off? Ha. Adachi would if he could but the throbbing within his skull wouldn't let him.

He'd been dealing with head aches nonstop for the past year now, ever since his transfer. Small ones, for the most part. He blamed it on the Tulgim mines nearby and all the junk that must be in the air because of it. But this one was bad. He couldn't recall a time when it was this intense and unbearable.

"Y-Yeah, the door's locked. Sorry, just a second!" he exclaimed. Great, need to get up.

It only took a few seconds before the door was opened with Adachi standing behind it, with a palm to his forehead. "Er...thanks for coming," he greeted with a weak, forced smile.

I am back and fabulous - n'awww that icon

[power_of_heart]

My, Adachi-san looked miserable! Orihime smiled a reassuring smile and dropped her voice to a much softer level than usual: no sense in making his head hurt even worse when she was here to take care of it. "Go back and get comfortable, and let's figure out what's wrong. A headache that bad means there's something else going wrong in you a lot of the time." She... well, you could call it shooing... him back to his bed and let herself in.

She laid five or six boxes out on a small bedside table, where he could see them easily even if he was lying down, and pulled a chair beside his bed to lean over him. "First of all, have you tried any of these yet, Adachi-san?" They were all fairly common painkillers: she didn't think two of them actually worked, but enough people swore by them that it was worth asking.

[foolreversed]

Adachi did as she said and headed back to his bed to get comfortable, although he decided to sit instead of lie down. As she laid out all her boxes he took a look around his room, frowning slightly. Man, it was messier than he realized. Not like... a disaster zone or anything unfit to live in, but it was far from any definition of tidy. Normally he wouldn't give a shit, but right now for some reason it was a little embarrassing.

"Yeah," he answered, turning his attention back to her. "They never did any good, even when the headaches were still small."

[power_of_heart]

"That's pretty sensible. Some of them will just make you sicker, anyway." Orihime popped the boxes back into the bag, taking care not to stick in any of the other items spread across the table, and quirked a self-deprecating smile down at Adachi. "I should have thought they weren't helping if you still need treatment."

Still small. "Do you get headaches a lot, Adachi-san?"