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[longwinded]

so i've come to the conclusion that being sick sucks worse than being ran through with a sword on a cold stone slab.
i also figure that screaming orange text asshole and myself aren't the only ones.
because if we were that would be the worst deliverance of karma i've ever heard of.

[there is a pause in the text.]

so who wants to bring me some soup?

[He might acutally be attempting sarcasm, he wouldn't be able to keep the soup down.]

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[ex_surprising150]

I will happily make you some. Is there any that you like? [She doesn't know sarcasm via text, but she wants to help him!]

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[longwinded]

i don't think a solid soup would actually stay down gwen.
:/
maybe like a soup broth?

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[ex_surprising150]

You poor thing. I will certainly make you some.

Is there anything else you need?

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are you sure you even want to come over?
i don't want to get you sick too.

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[ex_surprising150]

I do not wish for you to suffer right now. You getting better is far more important.

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[longwinded]

if you're sure.
i suppose i can't actually stop you.
thank you gwen.

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[ex_surprising150]

I shall see you soon, John. And please rest.

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[longwinded]

thanks gwen.
the door is unlocked.

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[ex_surprising150]

[It take almost an hour, but Gwen finally shows up to John's door. She knocks, but only to let him know that she was there.]

John? Are you awake?

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[He's managed to sit himself up against his bed. The initial reaction to the poison had been pretty bad which is why his bathroom door is closed. He'll probably have to clean something later and Gwen doesn't need to see that.]

Wide awake, to be precise.

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[ex_surprising150]

I brought you some soup. [She walks in with a bowl that had been covered with a spoon.] I hope you enjoy it.

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[longwinded]

Just sit it on the bedside table. Nothing is really appetizing right now. [John looks kind of defeated. But. He'll get over it.] Thanks again. I really appreciate it.

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[ex_surprising150]

Of course. [She set it down.]

Would it be alright if I sit and stay for awhile?

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[longwinded]

I think I could probably use the company. So I don't mind if you stay.

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[ex_surprising150]

Good, because you have me worried. Do you know what is wrong?

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[longwinded]

I'm not really sure. But I think it has to do with the water. Because I didn't eat anything that could have made me this ill.

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[ex_surprising150]

The water? [That hits a nerve with her. For a moment, she's completely lost in thought as she remember when the water was poisoned at home.] How horribly familiar...

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[longwinded]

It's the only other thing I can think of that could have done this. [Eyebrow arch.] Has this happened before?

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[ex_surprising150]

Not here, no. At home. [Her expression turned dark.] I... I almost lost my father because of it.

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[He frowns.]

Oh man, that is rough Gwen. I'm really sorry. But he managed to live, right?

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[ex_surprising150]

Um... yes. [Dying shortly after though.] He was healed. It was a difficult time...

[She stopped herself from going into any more detail.]

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[longwinded]

Do you think I'll be healed from this, then? [Someday...they can talk about their dads.]

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[ex_surprising150]

I know you shall be. You needn't worry. [Have a very loving kiss on the forehead.]

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[That's the fever. Not a blush. Let us make that very clear right now Gwen!!!!!]

Thanks for coming over. I'll return the favor once I'm up and at it again.

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[ex_surprising150]

Think nothing of it. Just get better.

Hopefully the next time we speak, you will be well again.