It had been a week since you had gone to school. Yoongi and Hoseok had assured you that everyone believed your flu story which was partially true from the nasty fever you got from well, sleeping in the cold for almost 3 hours. The only people that talked to you this week were Yoongi and Hoseok; Yoongi had threatened everyone to leave you to your bed ridden self so you could process your emotions and mental trauma.
During these this week you had watched all the Halloween Town movies, finished your homework for the next month, beat Luigi's mansion, and even knitted three scarves. You felt productive, but your apartment and hygiene said otherwise, not cleaning or showering making you look like you were a hermit living in a rundown shack. You pulled another slice of a pizza from a box and threw the box on the other stack of boxes in the corner. At this point, you had fully recovered from your fever, but you weren't sure if you were mentally recovered yet. You turned up the music while you danced in your living room with the pizza in your mouth. There was no self-pity if you couldn't hear your thoughts. Loud knocks were barely heard over the music, but you trying to listen.
"It's Lisa! I brought you some tea from the coffee shop" You grumbled and reluctantly opened the door, knowing Lisa was as crazy as you and would go through the window. "Oh my gosh what died in here!" She looked you up and down with disgust "Oh I guess it was you" Her nose crinkled as she swatted some dirty underwear to find a place to sit on the couch and reached for the remote to turn the music down. "How have you been feeling? I know Yoongi told us all to leave you alone, but I couldn't help it! My little cutie was sick, and I couldn't be there to help you! Also, I took all your shifts so you owe me big time"
You giggled at her cheerfulness, immediately brightening up your mood "I feel better actually!" You sniffled a little "My fever is basically gone, and I got so much done! I'm kind of bored though to be honest."
"If you're bored, you should go clean your apartment" She mumbled under her breath, but you still heard her.
"I was sick" you said dramatically "I couldn't clean when I could barely lift my frail ill arms"
"Didn't you just say that you got work done? Rumor has it you even finished the project due next month."
"Okay okay, maybe I wasn't dying from the plague like Yoongi told you all. I just needed a mental break from everything, and then I got this cold at the same time. I thought, what better to do than not go to school and not confront anyone that's mad at me" you shrugged playfully trying to ease Lisa's serious eyes.
"You're going to have to talk to them eventually, you're lucky you're sick and we're all scared of Yoongi or else someone would have killed you"
"Well I almost did that to myself..." you mumbled
"What did you say?"
"Nothing" You laughed nervously before plopping yourself on the couch next to her, not caring that you were on a pile of dirty laundry. "You're supposed to be my supportive friend, support me" you whined grabbing at her arm.
"Don't touch me with those filthy paws" She swatted away at you "I'll help you clean because I'm a good friend and I know everyone else is being mean to you" You gave her a loving smile and hugged her through her struggles to be free of your stench, laying one pizza covered kiss on her cheek "Gross! I just did my make up! Now get up and shower, I'll take care of your trash."
You felt refreshed getting out of the shower and dressed in some of the only clean clothes you owned at the moment. When you walked out, the apartment was almost spotless "Woah, how did you do that?"
"I figured the faster I cleaned, the faster it would smell better, I was wrong" She pinched her nose in disgust "You just have your laundry left which I'll leave to you. When are you coming back to school?"
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