Leopard's Love

Common Cold

Starry wakes up the next morning feeling confused and dazed. She feels hungover and tries to remember what happened last night. Her mind is fuzzy and her thoughts are disoriented as she tries to remember what occurred during the night. She sits up slowly and looks down at herself, noticing that her clothes are rumpled and she feels sticky. "Ugh, what is this? Did I spill something on myself?" She gets out of bed and walks into the bathroom, turning on the shower and stepping inside. Starry cleans up and washes the smell of booze from her skin before getting out and getting dressed. She gets dressed and walks to the dining room with her ears and tail down, severely hungover as are a few others. She gets her coffee and sits down next to Lucci who is reading the newspaper. "Morning..." She mumbles softly and takes a drink of her coffee.

"Good morning Starry. You look a bit worse for wear. Did you have a rough night?" He asks as he folds the paper and places it on the table. His voice is smooth and calm, his demeanor nonchalant and casual as he speaks to her. He sips his cup of coffee as he looks at her with a small smile, his eyes studying her intently. He can still taste her on his tongue from the night before and he finds it almost unbearable to sit here and pretend that nothing had happened. The others slowly start to trickle into the dining room and sit at the tables eating breakfast. They're all hungover and groggy, their eyes bloodshot and their faces pale as they nurse their headaches. They drink coffee and eat eggs, bacon, and toast as they sit together in silence. Kaku and Jabra look the worst out of the group, their hair messy and unkempt as they down several cups of coffee in an attempt to wake up. Blueno looks as if he is asleep, his eyes half open and his posture slumped forward as he slowly chews his food. Kumadori seems to be the most functional this morning as he eats and drinks.

"Ugh, I'm so hungover... I don't remember anything from last night except watching the storm when it first started. I probably won't be doing much of anything today, I feel like shit." She says and lays her head face down on the table with a soft groan, she feels sick. Her head is swimming and her throat hurts a lot, her nose is running and she had a weird dream last night. Lucci can't help but notice that her face is paler than usual and her cheeks are flushed. "You don't remember running out into the freezing rain last night? You look like you're sick Starry. Did you catch a cold or something?" He asks as he glances at her again, taking note of her flushed cheeks and pale complexion. Her eyes look tired and glassy, her pupils dilated as she stares blankly at the wall. She's obviously ill but she doesn't seem to be aware of it or is being too damn stubborn. "I'm fine Lucci, it's just warm in here and I'm hungover." She huffs out and takes a drink of her coffee again. Lucci reaches over to try and feel her forehead and she leans away from him with her ears lowered. "I'm not sick." She says as he furrows his brows and frowns slightly, his piercing grey eyes looking into her green eyes.

He frowns slightly as he looks at her. Her face is pale and her cheeks are flushed, her eyes dull and distant as she stares off into space. She's obviously sick and in no shape to be doing any training or work. But he knows how stubborn she can be when it comes to taking care of herself. So he decides to play along for now and see how she acts over the next few hours. If she refuses to take care of herself then he'll simply make her. He'd rather not have to do that but he will if she gives him no choice. "Okay fine, I believe you." He lies as he looks back at the newspaper, picking it up and skimming through the articles.

The rest of the day continues on uneventfully until lunchtime rolls around and everyone gathers for food. well... everyone except a certain neko. Lucci gets up and makes his way to her room and knocks on the door. There's no answer so he tries again but still gets nothing. He can hear soft breathing from within the room so he knows she's in there. "Starry open the door, it's lunchtime." When she doesn't answer he gets irritated and knocks again. "Starry, open this damn door right now." There's still no response and he finally loses patience and just opens her door. He strides into the room and finds Starry lying on her bed asleep. Starry lays curled up in her blankets covered in sweat with her ears flat on her head as her body trembles. Her face is flushed with a clear fever as she sniffles and whimpers softly, feeling cold even though she's sweating bullets.