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Oct. 14th, 2006 01:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
guppy_sandhuGuppy somehow makes his way to his room. He's shivering, his head throbbing uncomfortably, and his hand shakes as he puts the key in the lock.
He makes it into his bathroom in time to throw up, then sits down heavily on the floor, leaning his head against the coolness of the bath enamel.
He sits there for about twenty minutes, trying to gather the energy to move. A man on a mission, with time running out, and he doesn't have a week to spend in bed with flu. He reaches out and grabs a wet flannel, which he runs over his face. Then slowly, making sure his head keeps up, he gets up and picks up the dropped books. He takes a deep breath and heads down to the infirmary.
He makes it into his bathroom in time to throw up, then sits down heavily on the floor, leaning his head against the coolness of the bath enamel.
He sits there for about twenty minutes, trying to gather the energy to move. A man on a mission, with time running out, and he doesn't have a week to spend in bed with flu. He reaches out and grabs a wet flannel, which he runs over his face. Then slowly, making sure his head keeps up, he gets up and picks up the dropped books. He takes a deep breath and heads down to the infirmary.
