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[bluerhodeknight]

[Here's a rather lovely, frail-looking boy holding a bouquet of blue roses and coughing in the corridors. The coughing gets so bad that he has to press a hand against the wall to stop from falling over. Said boy is actually allergic to flowers but he doesn't really know/refuses to accept that he is as he absolutely loves gardening...]

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[highbrow_tea]

[stops in the hall and raises an eyebrow at the boy as his nose wrinkles slightly]

...
There should be a nurse's office not too far from here.

[bluerhodeknight]

[cough cough cough]

[he looks over, eyes teary from all that coughing] W-which... which way is it?

[highbrow_tea]

[Bloody hell!]

A few halls down if I remember correctly.
[frowns]
...
I could show you the way. My class isn't due for another few minutes.
[eyes the boy and the contents he holds]

[bluerhodeknight]

[nods and starts walking, trying not to cough then stops and smiles gratefully]

You will? Thank you, sir! [and gives a little bow]

[he notices Arthur looking at his bouquet] I made these myself. Do you like them?

[happy_francis]

[Dashing Frenchman to the rescue!]

Petit garson, whatever is the matter?

[bluerhodeknight]

[Yay~!]

[still coughing] I-I'm alright... I get these c-coughing fits all the time...

[happy_francis]

[Hugs from the side, patting the boy's back]

Are you allergic to anything?

[bluerhodeknight]

[and leans a bit against you as his coughs subside a little]

Allergic? I-I don't think so?