IC: Not as Recession-proof as Previously Believed

[spurslikestars]

*Throb...throb...throb... A sharp, piercing throb, every so often, and the dull persisting ache thundered in his head with a painful fury like Texas hadn't known...for a long time. Coupled with how fatigued he felt and the congestion in his chest, Texas knew he had something coming on- He could feel it. How though? He was always careful, or he

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[secedeforme]

[Roslyn was just coming to see if he would want anything special for his birthday, but...Coughing? Was her father sick?

She leaned against the door and listened for a long moment before knocking quietly.]

...Daddy?

[spurslikestars]

*The voice was a muffle- a high pitched muffle, but a muffle- to Texas through the pillow on his head. He heard the knock clear enough though. He sat up, letting the pillow fall away- But he was only half way up before a sharper pain in his head told him that wasn't a good idea.*

*Well, he was dressed enough anyway- Jeans and undershirt wouldn't make anyone blush. He lets himself fall back before he answered.*

Come in.

[secedeforme]

[She isn't quite sure what to think of that. Maybe he was expecting someone? ...Though that could mean an awkward situation if he wasn't clothed.

She lifts her hands to cover her eyes just in case and opens the door.]

It's me...

[spurslikestars]

*It was dim in the room (as would be expected since the light was off), but Texas' eyes had long since adjusted. When he looked up, he clearly recognized Roslyn, and the corner of his lips quirked up when he realized she was covering her eyes.*

S'alright, Baby-girl- I'm decent.

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[americasempire]

[New York - seemingly even busier since he returned to Hammerspace - was on his cell phone when he walked by Texas' room. Now, he actually hadn't gone over there on purpose; he had been wandering as he talked into his phone, and he just ended up passing by. What he didn't expect to hear...were those rough coughs coming from the other side of the door to Texas' room. He paused and stared at the door for a moment.]

...I'm gonna have to call you right back.

[Without even waiting to hear the response, New York ended the call and put his phone in his pocket. After checking to make sure no one was around, he then knocked on the door a few times.]

/HOLDS

[spurslikestars]

*Texas thought for a moment at the sound of the knocks- Was he expecting anyone? No. He had his phone on, so he knew no one had called him about coming by either. Well, only a few people even knew where his room was, so it couldn't be anyone he disliked too much.*

*He shifted his head out from under the pillow enough to have his face unobstructed.*

C'mon in- Don't turn on the light.

/LOVESSSSS 8D

[americasempire]

[Slowly, New York opened the door and stepped into the room. He had made sure to only open it enough so that he could sneak in without letting in too much light from the hallway. Once he was in, he closed it again, and strode across the room towards where Texas' bed was.]

I heard you coughing...are you feeling okay?

[He felt a little silly asking the question, considering...well...the condition the other state was obviously in, but it was for formalities sake, really.]

/OH MY GOODNESS LOVES

[spurslikestars]

*How could Texas not recognize that silhouette, much less that voice? He should have figured New York would be by when he didn't really want his lover to see him.*

*Texas forced a smile and pulled his head out from under the pillow, to rest on top of it again.*

Just reckon the flu's tryin' to sink its teeth into me. Serves me right for not gettin' a shot, hm?

*The last thing he wanted to do was give New York a reason to worry about him, especially as the Northerner had enough trouble with his own economy.*

[betweennyandpa]

[Jersey normally wouldn't give a shit about people because he's just one selfish bastard, but when it comes to the well being of his fellow states, he just has to be concerned. So he enters with a tray with a hot bowl of soup and orange juice, maybe some toast.]

"Hey Tex Mex.. How you doing?"

[spurslikestars]

*...Tex Mex. Texas suddenly felt worse, and also irritated. He moved to plop his head back on top of the pillow, to give...the person who he couldn't quite make out in the dimness a scowl.*

Don't call me that.

*Normally, his voice would have been venomous, but now... It was just a tired sigh.*

...What's all that?

[betweennyandpa]

"Food and drink, but if you're going to be an ass, I'll give it to someone else."

[But he sets down the tray in front of Texas anyway because he's really a nice guy under his dickery...or so he likes to make people think.]

[spurslikestars]

Obviously.

*Texas didn't recall ordering any room service, or telling anyone, especially New Jersey, that he wasn't feeling well. New York would not approve of this.*

...How'd you know I wasn't feelin' too good?

*Paranoia. He had it.*