Who: Julian + Anthony + Sorin What: Julian keeps Anthony company while he waits for Sorin. Where: Astronomy Tower When: Saturday morning Rating: PG
Since Julian had skipped Astronomy on Wednesday, he had figured that he might as well keep up with the workload less people think he was becoming some kind of delinquent, or - worse - began to suspect him of being ill. Which he was, as much as he tried to deny it. He had lost weight due to his lack of appetite and frequent bouts of nausea and had given up on even attempting to eat, period. If his stomach was just going to reject it, why bother? Potions, despite the terrible stomach cramps they gave him, provided his body with the nutrients he needed. Sine he had taken to skipping breakfast, he had more time to get ready in the morning. Which he needed. He had to take the time to put up a multitude of glamors to prevent people from seeing how gaunt and exhausted he was beginning to look.
Julian Todd refused to become some sort of social pariah because of a damn virus. He was not, under any circumstances, about to go to the hospital wing. He would fight this illness every step of the way.
And so Julian sat in the Astronomy Tower, a headache pounding away at his brain as he sat in the empty classroom. He had a hand on his forehead in an attempt to cease the incessant waves of pain; to any outsider that may wander in, it simply looked like he was focused on the book before him. Which is exactly how he wanted to appear. He did not want to give off glittering signs that said "I'm sick! Avoid me!" Though he gladly would take one that said the latter; the less people were around him, the better.