He stood up to do the dishes, humming softly.
But Won't That Like...Hurt? (P)
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She went back to writing.
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Blaise just cleaned up the house for a bit before settling down for sleep. -
Soon she finished writing.
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Blaise was sound asleep by then, peaceful and content. -
She smiled and covered him with a blanket.
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He curled up contently, smiling softly in his sleep. -
She smiled a bit then walked into her room to go to sleep.
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Kiba refused to get up the next morning, putting it off as much as he could.
Blaise woke early to make breakfast. -
Piper was up and dressed standing on a counter to get the cereal and a bowl.
Amaya got up and got dressed walking out of her room.
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The silver haired Meister remained in his bed, curled up in a ball.
Blaise greeted her when he spotted her, focusing mostly on the food. -
Piper ate her cereal and climbed onto Kiba's bedand poking him.
She smiled at him.
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He groaned and rolled over, curling up .
Blaise smile back, setting breakfast on the table when it was done. -
She poked him again. "Get up." She said smiling.
She walked over to the table and smiled.
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He continued to refuse, breaking into coughs at some point. -
She looked at him for a minute. "Are you sick?" She asked quietly.
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"Maybe?" He muttered softly, moving to look at her. -
She ran off and grabbed a thermometer to take his temperature.
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There wasn't any fever, he was just tired and doing a lot of coughing. -
She got him some cough medicine.