Savannah Levine

After the Great Destruction of the Teddy Bear of Evil(TM), Savannah had handwavily left the bear in Prue's care. She still wanted to set the damn thing on fire.

However, some things were more important -- like getting to her room before she collapsed in front of Prue. Her friend had enough things on her mind, and she didn't plan to add herself to that list.

She was cussing herself out for being an idiot.

She should have gotten treated and taken care of last night, but she had been too stubborn and scared to go to the clinic.

Everything was hurting and her headache had gotten steadily worse. She wouldn't be surprised if she had a concussion.

Of course, depleting her energy yesterday and then overdoing it tonight on the damn bear had made things worse.

She got to her room and inside the door before she felt everything spinning around her. She made it to the bed and grabbed the phone to dial a number.


[[OOC: For the mother and the boyfriend.]]

Savannah 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.]]