Endless Curiosity III

No, I have not been a good hostess lately. I'm a bit (very) sick. :(

Oh no. *gives you juice and a blanket and something to cuddle and checks your forehead for a fever*
Did you call the dr?
*tucks you in on the couch and gives you a pile of books to look at and tumblr in case you get bored*
 
Oh no. *gives you juice and a blanket and something to cuddle and checks your forehead for a fever*
Did you call the dr?
*tucks you in on the couch and gives you a pile of books to look at and tumblr in case you get bored*

Everything about this is perfect. Thank you, Tink. :rose::heart:
 
I was at the hospital all day today. I've got pneumonia again...
Im likely staying there overnight for observations tomorrow.
 
Being sick sucks...being really sick sucks even worse....so seriously get better soon
 
Sorry to hear you guys are sick. I think I'll stay in my hermit cave a bit longer. Some of my friends are sick here too.
 
I too am sick!

But I sneer at your bedrest and honey. I shall go forth and feast and revel with the throngs of humanity. My touch is contagion, my breath is plague. And I shall give all who encounter me the glorious gift of disease.

I AM BECOME PESTILENCE

And now was acknowledged the presence of the Red Death. He had come like a thief in the night. And one by one dropped the revellers in the blood-bedewed halls of their revel, and died each in the despairing posture of his fall. And the life of the ebony clock went out with that of the last of the gay. And the flames of the tripods expired. And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all.
 
I too am sick!

But I sneer at your bedrest and honey. I shall go forth and feast and revel with the throngs of humanity. My touch is contagion, my breath is plague. And I shall give all who encounter me the glorious gift of disease.

I AM BECOME PESTILENCE

And now was acknowledged the presence of the Red Death. He had come like a thief in the night. And one by one dropped the revellers in the blood-bedewed halls of their revel, and died each in the despairing posture of his fall. And the life of the ebony clock went out with that of the last of the gay. And the flames of the tripods expired. And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all.

How can that be depressing and hot at the same time??
 
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