ᎳᎥᎠᎾᎳᏒᎬᎪᏢᎬᏒ ᎥmᎪᎶᎥᏁᎬs & Ꭺu's

"Sick Days"

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"Atchoo"

The French woman sniffled and grabbed yet another tissue, whipping her snotty nose. She threw it, missing the trash can once more. There was a crowd of tissues surrounding it where she'd been missing all day. Her long hair cascaded down the bed and touched the floor, out of it's casual ponytail. She was aching too much to do anything.

She didn't know how she had caught whatever she had, but she did and now was paying the consequences. Her eyes were puffy and she'd never felt so miserable, as in sickness. A moan erupted from her mouth and she rolled over to look at the wall.

There was a knock at her door, before a familiar deep voice peaked through. "Amélie.."

Amélie rolled over, looking at the ghostly man. Gabriel seemed to be staring at her as he invited himself in. He tended to do that a lot, even if she told him to go. He walked over slowly, remaining quiet until he snickered a little.

"Look who got sick" He folded his arms, causing her to roll her eyes.

"I'm not sick, I just.." She started sassily but another sneeze interrupted her. Growling, she rolled over to the wall again and mumbled under her breath. Gabriel had a habit of teasing her a lot, in to which she didn't really enjoy.

  "Amélie.. turn around" Gabe sighed, stepping a little bit closer. He looked at the waste basket and the many tissues parading around it. Despite his tendencies to tease her, he really just wanted to be there for her. When she had first become a part of Talon, he had heard her story. He knew she was just as broken as he was or worse. He just wanted to be there and help her through whatever it was she was feeling, or if she even was feeling. She didn't seem to feel anything. Or at least never wanted to talk about it.

She remained in silence, keeping her annoyed expression on even if she wasn't facing him.

"I'll go make you some soup" His voice faded, wraithing away out of the door. She quickly turned, hearing this, but it was too late. He was gone just like that.

Amélie blinked, letting things register and a small smirk spread across her violet face. She let out a small chuckle and sat up, looking at the ceiling.

"Oh Gabriel... please do not try to understand me..."
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