The Hyperion, Los Angeles, Early Tueday Morning

[demonbelthazor]

Bel had a nice big bed in the suite he shared with Phoebe and Anders in the Hyperion, but it probably wasn't big enough to stop him from disturbing the other two with his tossing and turning throughout the night. His skin was itchy for some reason, and why the hell did it smell like chocolate in here?

He was really going to hate Anakin if he ever

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[sensethevisions]

Since Phoebe didn't have to get up for class for a few more hours yet, this was definitely disturbing her sleep.

She gently poked at him. "Cole? What's wrong?"

[demonbelthazor]

"It itches," he whined, scratching at his arm.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe sat up to turn on a light. "What itches, sweetheart?"

[demonbelthazor]

"I do," Bel said grumpily. "All over." His arm was red where he'd been scratching it, but with the light on there were faint brown spots visible as well.