Who: Osiric and Lucy Where: Her room What: Wishing her good health. When: Sunday midday. Why: She's sick and he's cute :( Open: No. Rating: Low-ish.
He'd never admit it but Lucy had a special place in Osiric, he didn't understand it and guessed it was that he didn't just want to bang her- he wanted to bang her sure, but when he was with her or around her or even thinking about her it wasn't sex, sex, sex; there were lots of other things going on so it was more like thing, thing, thing, sex, thing, thing, thing..but if anyone asked Osiric he'd simply say it was nothing, to himself it was confusing. He felt horrible knowing that she was so sick and there wasn't much he could do other than humor her and hope she didn't bloody die- he wouldn't ever forgive her if she died from a piece of rotten chicken.
He'd gone to the gym and such in the morning and then headed down the town for the second time this week but this time he knew exactly what he wanted to get her- a teddy bear and flowers; something sweet but that he could play off with a cocky grin and some arrogant remark. he'd traveled back up avoiding as many humans as he could- bastards. Osiric went back to his room and redressed into a navy blue blazer and dark jeans with a white dress shirt a bit on the formal side, he had no idea if she was actually sick- he didn't think she was that sick if she was allowed in her room- it was maybe just food poisoning and she'd get over it.
Osiric found her room and knocked before he opened the door and peeked aorund into the room- "Any chance you're indecent?" he teased, thebear and flowers in hand. As he lent against the door frame letting the door swing open fully he smiled warmly at her.