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Room 217, After Classes
Oct. 29th, 2007 09:48 amSavannah very rarely got ill -- except for headaches sometimes.
However, it seemed that she had caught something last week and it had finally made her miserable enough today that after her final class, she just retreated to her and Johnny's room. After changing into a comfortable pair of leggings -- and stealing one of Johnny's t-shirts -- she pulled her hair back and laid on her bed with a book and her stuffed panther.
It wasn't until she had laid down that she realized she was thirsty and that tea might help. However, she was just too exhausted to get up again right now.
She wondered if she could call Johnny or Eve... or one of her big brothers and ask one of them to bring her tea or soup...
[[OOC: Open. Tags may be slow as like Savannah, I am the sick, too.]]
However, it seemed that she had caught something last week and it had finally made her miserable enough today that after her final class, she just retreated to her and Johnny's room. After changing into a comfortable pair of leggings -- and stealing one of Johnny's t-shirts -- she pulled her hair back and laid on her bed with a book and her stuffed panther.
It wasn't until she had laid down that she realized she was thirsty and that tea might help. However, she was just too exhausted to get up again right now.
She wondered if she could call Johnny or Eve... or one of her big brothers and ask one of them to bring her tea or soup...
[[OOC: Open. Tags may be slow as like Savannah, I am the sick, too.]]
