He was dragging ass. It was just one of those days when he woke up tired, PT wore him out, and he was just counting the minutes until he was off the clock so he could be lazy. Maybe play some x-box. That sounded great
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Mac nodded, feeling just a little pathetic, "'m sowy. It's just," she waved a hand, sort of to indicate the accidental explosion of the machine. "They have a mind of their own right now."
Her head was heavy, her bones were like lead, she could barely concentrate at all. "I think I got da flu. Don't get too close." Growing with siblings, Mac was well aware of just how infectious certain things like the flu could be. If one of them got it, all of them had it.
Since Mac played around in puddles, she usually ended up with the cold anyway. "Y'okay there brat?"
He had to laugh a little bit. "Stuffy nose is a good look on you with your 'sowy' and stuff."
He couldn't help it. She was usually so tough and badass. She almost made a guy feel inadequate. It was rare to see her vulnerable in any form. "I ain't worried about it. I got my flu shot about a month and a half ago. You should eat that soup while it's still hot. It will feel good on your throat and it's probably good to get a little food in your system. When you're done we'll head over to medical and see if they have any antibiotics or something. If you're really good I'll come over after my shift and we can take a nap together." That last suggestion was accompanied with wagging eyebrows.
"Oooh," she really was bunged up with it, all her words slurring worse than they usually did and her throat raw. "Don' tease, or you'll regred id."
Sipping at the soup, she just listened to what he suggested and sighed slightly, "I got some stuff for id, just t' sleep id off or whatever." And really, it was exactly what she thought she should do. "When's your shift? I'm donna take you up on that nap." Sniffing slightly, rubbing her hand over her forehead, "I need snuggles."
Mac was an extremist. She went from one extreme to the other. Most of the time she was the hardass, one of the boys, take no prisoners mechanic. She pushed to be that and sure, she got to the point where she worked at intimidating people. But sick, when she was sick all Mac wanted was cuddles and hugs and lazing under the blankets with someone to rub her back and keep her warm.
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Her head was heavy, her bones were like lead, she could barely concentrate at all. "I think I got da flu. Don't get too close." Growing with siblings, Mac was well aware of just how infectious certain things like the flu could be. If one of them got it, all of them had it.
Since Mac played around in puddles, she usually ended up with the cold anyway. "Y'okay there brat?"
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He couldn't help it. She was usually so tough and badass. She almost made a guy feel inadequate. It was rare to see her vulnerable in any form. "I ain't worried about it. I got my flu shot about a month and a half ago. You should eat that soup while it's still hot. It will feel good on your throat and it's probably good to get a little food in your system. When you're done we'll head over to medical and see if they have any antibiotics or something. If you're really good I'll come over after my shift and we can take a nap together." That last suggestion was accompanied with wagging eyebrows.
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Sipping at the soup, she just listened to what he suggested and sighed slightly, "I got some stuff for id, just t' sleep id off or whatever." And really, it was exactly what she thought she should do. "When's your shift? I'm donna take you up on that nap." Sniffing slightly, rubbing her hand over her forehead, "I need snuggles."
Mac was an extremist. She went from one extreme to the other. Most of the time she was the hardass, one of the boys, take no prisoners mechanic. She pushed to be that and sure, she got to the point where she worked at intimidating people. But sick, when she was sick all Mac wanted was cuddles and hugs and lazing under the blankets with someone to rub her back and keep her warm.
Not that she'd admit it.
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