Who: Angelica and Open Where: Current camp When: 23rd late morning What: Angelica is sick and trying to hide it for now. Rating: At least PG-13
Angelica knew that it had been a bad idea to jump into the lake when she'd did it. She didn't regret it one bit, though. She had done what she could to help and she was proud of that to be honest. She was paying for it now, though. She'd had to stay close to the fire to get dried off and that had taken a long time. She was pretty sure her hair was still damp, but that could have been due to the fact that she was sweating like there was no tomorrow too. She'd been freezing most of the night, she still was, though, even if she was sweating her ass off. Her curls were slightly stiff and sticking not only to her forehead, but to her neck too. She'd already been feeling a little iffy and now it was full-fledged. She knew she was sick.
When she'd finally gotten dry, after being unable to sleep for most of the night, Angelica had put her socks and boots back on. She didn't like being without them. They helped her keep warm either way. She was dry now, save for her hair, but she'd gathered it all on top of her head and put it in a bun. It was out of the way either way. She wasn't complaining, though. She actually was trying to avoid people. If they didn't know she was sick they wouldn't have to worry about getting sick themselves. That and Angelica didn't want anyone really bugging her. She hated the idea of people feeling sorry for her or thinking she was a burden.
She had a headache, was sick to her stomach to an extent, and she was freezing. For the moment she was sitting quietly, her arms wrapped around herself. Hopefully she wasn't obvious to everyone.