Fourth Floor Common Room - Saturday Morning

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Thursday he'd started getting a cold. Yesterday it had gotten worse. Today, Friday wanted to curl up into a ball and die. He settled for the curling up in a ball thing. Said ball was on one of the couches in the fourth floor common room, swaddled in blankets, staring blearily at the cartoon cat and mouse on the TV and feeling very sorry for himself. The occasional cough or sneeze was the only sign that he was actually still alive.

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It was a Saturday, so Angela was making the most of her lazy time and padded into the common room still in her pajamas to get breakfast.

She took a slight detour from her food aim when she saw Friday, though. "Are you okay, sweetie?" Obviously he wasn't, but it was politer than most other options.

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"I think my brain is trying to kill me from inside my head," Friday admitted hoarsely.

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Angela winced sympathetically. "I hate when they do that," she said. "You take something for it?"

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Friday shook his head. "I made it to the sofa and decided not to push my luck. I was going to try to get up and make some tea, but I give it about another hour before I work up the energy to get up. I'm a bit lazy, see."

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"Laziness when you're sick is practically a right," Angela informed him. "I was about to get breafast anyway, so if you want something?"

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"A cup of tea would be the best thing ever, if it's not too much trouble." That look on his face? was his best attempt at puppy dog eyes.

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Angela laughed, and nodded briefly. "Think I can handle tea," she said, before turning to go do that. "Long as you dont have any weird rituals I'm supposed to follow, anyway," she added over her shoulder.

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"As long as it's hot and doesn't taste like mud or butter," Friday replied. He blew his nose. "Although I don't think I'd be able to tell if it did, to be honest."

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"No mud, no butter," Angela repeated as she flicked the kettle on. "Both options sound kind of gross. I don't think I could mess it up that badly."

She pulled a packet of poptarts from one of the cupboards, and dropped a couple in the toaster. So healthy.

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"I think it'd take someone special to really mess up tea. It's like toast. I think you learn how to do it before you're born."

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"I'll take your word for that," she decided with a laugh as she set mugs and plates out. "I'm more a coffee drinker, really."

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"I never really got coffee. It doesn't taste very good."

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"The key is a lot of sugar," Angela said grinning at him across the room. "That and and caffeine and you really can't go too far wrong."

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"You," Triela observed oh-so-helpfully, "Look positively awful."

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"Yeah, I feel it too."

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"You should drink some tea," she decided, heading over to prepare some. Whether he liked it or not.

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"Angela just made me some, but I wouldn't say no to another cup."

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"Good," Triela called over her shoulder, "Because I'm not going to drink it all by myself."

"I'm Triela, by the way."

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"I'm Friday. I don't normally have this much gunk coming out of my body."

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"That's reassuring. Because if you did I think I might make it a point to avoid you."

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"I think I'd try to avoid myself if this was a day to day thing."

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"That'd be a neat trick," Triela laughed as she walked back over. "Here," she held out a steaming teacup.

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"Thanks." He took the cup and sipped at it. "Tea makes everything better."

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"Yeah," she agreed. "Too bad my old roommate Claes isn't here. She's got a magic touch with the stuff."

Not that Triela was a slouch, but...

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"The only thing better than tea is really, really good tea. Maybe chocolate pizza too."