Sunlight filtered in through the crack in the curtains and Callum groaned, pulling his blanket over his head to block out the offending light. The movement made his head yell, the same way it did when he was suffering a migraine, and he groaned again. Being awake was the worst.
Perhaps he dozed under the blanket for mere minutes, or perhaps hours. It was always hard to judge the passage of time, with nothing but a throbbing head and a chill in his veins to guide him. He scowled, displeased to have drifted back into the pain of consciousness, and tucked his blanket closer around him. Ashley must have turned the heating off, he thought, although he couldn't fathom why. It was freezing. Callum patted his mattress blindly, fumbling for his phone, bringing to his face so he could squint at it. The artificial light wasn't as bad as the sunlight, which was unusual. All lights were equally terrible when he was suffering a migraine.
do u want sudafed
r u asleep
cal wake up
im not standing around all day like a lemon lol
leaving now. get it urself
Sudafed? Callum blinked, processing the idea that Ashley thought he had a cold. He couldn't remember the last time he woke up without a sore head, so he had assumed it was just another migraine. His cousin was smarter than him, so he supposed she must be right. Stretching under the blanket, Callum shifted, reluctant to get up. He fell out of bed more than he got out of it, stumbling across his bedroom to the wardrobe as if he were drunk to rummage through it for a hoodie and a pair of joggers.
Being under the sunlight burned, in more ways than one. It burned his eyes, of course, as always, but Callum would have sworn his skin was sizzling too, like a sausage in a frying pan. With a jolt, he realised he hadn't eaten breakfast, but pressed on his journey to the chemist regardless. As of late, he wasn't hungry. His stomach gnawed at him, always empty and cold, but eating just made him feel sick. Deciding what to eat was too much hassle, anyway. Lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice he had gotten dangerously close to another person until they collided and he stumbled, falling the ground. Callum groaned, holding his head as the world spun. Maybe he shouldn't have gotten out of bed.
i have so much muse for this omggg
callum is not happy to be awake. or existing,,,,