Flu Event: Day From Hell(Open)

[Olivia Delmore]

Olivia lay on the floor of her room, the door locked and the shades down. All of the lights were off and she had a warm washcloth on her head. She was covered in every blanket she owned and had a bucket next to her, just in case. She hadn't eaten all day, and it had to be at least 4 pm already. But even at the thought of food, her stomach heaved and threatened to push up whatever she'd eaten the day before. She felt awful. This was the sickest she had ever been, and it sucked. She couldn't sleep. She couldn't eat. She was freezing but burning hot to the touch. Worst of all she had a pounding migraine that felt like shards of glass in her head.

She moaned and rolled over onto her stomach, then pushing herself up by her palms. For a moment she just stood there on her hands and knees, squeezing her eyes shut and finding the will to stand up and flick the lights on. She groaned again at the brightness and grabbed a pair of dark sunglasses, also pulling on some warm sweatpants, a T-shirt, a long sleeve shirt, and a sweatshirt, followed by a hat and thin gloves. Even after all of that, she was still cold. She couldn't just lay here all day. She wanted to at least return a few books to the library and maybe get a few new ones. It's something she had been putting off for a long time, and what better time then when she had nothing to do than lay on the floor feeling sorry for herself?

Olivia stumbled tiredly down the hallway, clutching two books in her hands. One of which she had neglected to finish. The other one she had read simply for a class. It really depended on her mood to tell whether she liked to read a lot. Usually it was just a good pass time. She stepped out into the cold air (cold to her) and in the direction of the library. She knew that she looked awful and strange covered up like this, but the flu was going around and people would understand. At least they should.

After what seemed like a freezing walk that took forever, she finally reached the building. At this time Olivia was seriously regretting her decision to come here, but it was way too late to turn back now. She entered the library and dropped the books off, then gazed at the shelves and shelves of words and pages and covers. It was all a jumble to her. Without a second glance she pulled a thinner book off the rack. A split second later she realized it was the wrong book to choose. The domino affect took it's toll and a ton of books dropped off of the shelf and fell on the ground in a cluttered mess. She sighed sadly and started to lean down, but then got dizzy all of the sudden and ended up on the floor herself. There she began to stack the books. One by one. This had truly been a day from hell.

[Alice Halifax]

It seemed the flu had taken its fair number at Hammel and throughout the town. Just about everyone was sick to some extent, but luckily Alice had eluded the dreaded virus thus far. She had taken a flu shot as she had the past two years and tried to maintain a sanitary routine. None of it was full proof mind you, but it did make it harder for that nasty little 'bug' to get hold of you. Being sick was not something Alice enjoyed nor had time to suffer through. She was a busy young woman and this being her last year at Hammel, she had much studying to do. She also had to make time to look through all the colleges which offered art programs which suited her field of expertise. Alice's family dealt in all forms of art and had clients all over the world. Of course, with this said, it also meant that her family wasn't exactly law abiding. Alice's father was a master art thief, after all, when one could teleport, anything was possible to steal.

Alice had segregated herself from the general populace of Hammel during the flu outbreak and had found the library the emptiest by far. The weather had been odd this time of year, with it ranging from hot to cold, to raining to snowing. Alice had chosen attire to fit just about any sort of weather today. She wore a red ankle length skirt with black boots and a white long sleeve tight sweater. Her hair was pulled back in a bun revealing her gold hoop earrings. She sat at a table by herself reading a book on the life of Van Gogh, a book she had read several times before. Alice was here out of boredom not for any actual learning. Things had grown quiet lately and that really didn't fit into Alice's schedule.

Heaving a sigh, Alice closed the book slowly and rubbed her eyes. She stood from her seat and looked about the room. Heading back off to put her book away, Alice stopped when she heard the sound of books falling from one of the shelves. She gave the origin of the sound a glance and then arched an eyebrow. There on the floor was a pretty girl, sitting like a sack of potatoes. She looked as if she had seen better days and was most likely a victim of the flu spreading throughout Hammel. Normally Alice would skirt by this tainted specimen, but boredom made one do strange things sometimes.

Slowly, Alice made her trek toward Olivia, tilting her head slightly to the side as she watched the girl stack books. Alice might have been an elitist, but she had been known to associate with all sorts of people around Hammel. She wasn't on any one side save her own and those who intrigued her or attracted her did so because of any reason under the sun. "You look like your a bit under the weather sweetheart," Alice said softly, with soft little grin, "Maybe you should be resting back in your dorm," she suggested, stopping in front of Olivia, kneeling down. ""I've got something for nausea in your not feeling well," she offered, still smiling as he tilted her head once again.

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