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[nocatchphrase]

Who: An ill Lyle Dylandy and anyone who wants to visit him.
Where: His apartment in Rivera
Style: First
Status: Open! Though it would be helpful if they commented on his entry here! And feel free to start your own thread.

[Lyle is lying in his and Anew's bed, looking pale yet flushed and extremely bored. He's half-heartedly trying to read a

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[whatwouldvedado]

[rings the doorbell and waits patiently, holding a shallow box with a sealed bowl of soup (so to not spill any as he walked) and a small bottle of cough syrup (codeine-free to prevent abuse)]

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[stumbles up from the bed, grabbing a blanket to wrap around his shoulders]

Hullo?

[whatwouldvedado]

I am here to deliver your soup and medication, Lyle Dylandy. Please unlock your door.

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[opens the door and stares blearily at Tieria]

[glasscaseflower]

[For once, she is glad that her visit is not to check on an auction one partner, but the only innocence in the gesture was in the basket of muffins she carried with her, covered neatly.]

Is anyone there?

[nocatchphrase]

[yeah it's Soma and he's...in his pajamas.]

Hello Ms. Peries.

[glasscaseflower]

Good evening, St-- Lyle.

You're well enough to stand.

[nocatchphrase]

[coughs]

Of course, it's just a small cold.

[neraiutsuze]

[ROLLING IN well not really but he walks in like he owns the place. He picks up Patchy, who greets him at the door, and goes to find Lyle]

[nocatchphrase]

Nice to see you can let yourself in.

[neraiutsuze]

It was unlocked. Who was just visiting?

[nocatchphrase]

[sits up slightly in bed]

Tieria and Ms. Peries.

[notaskittlerly]

[comes into their room and sits down next to him on the bed, gently pushing his hair off his forehead]

How are you feeling?

[nocatchphrase]

Much better now. I'd like to be allowed out of bed.

[notaskittlerly]

You're bored, aren't you?

[nocatchphrase]

Very.