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elle_z_bishop (elle_z_bishop) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2010-10-30 01:35:00

Who: Elle and I suppose open if anyone wants to jump in.
When: present day during the daytime
What: Elle has a miserable cold and decided to go on a soup run.
Where: outside of the complex at some place that sells soup
Warning: Disgusting bits about sniffling and mucus



Elle looked miserable. There were dark circles under her eyes and the tip of her nose was red from constantly blowing it. She had an appearance of always slouching when she was sick. Bundled up in the only sweater coat she had with her, Elle made her way out of the complex and over to a takeout restaurant she knew was nearby.

Every time Elle sniffled it made an absolutely grotesque slurpy noise and she was very aware of how gross it was. As if the Apocalypse wasn’t enough to deal with she had to go and catch this annoying bug from someone in the complex. If and when she ever found out who she had caught it from she would make sure to either lecture them on the pluses of using disinfecting soap or zap them lightly - Whichever seemed like a better idea at the moment.

Clamping a hand over her mouth, Elle let out a very disturbing cough before stepping up to the counter.

“Soup for a group,” She had to raise her voice with all of the mucus making her nearly incoherent. “Chicken noodle, please.” Elle wiped her nose with the sleeve of her sweater, then scrambling to get enough cash for her soup. She fumbled around, her dexterity clearly affected by her being miserably sick. As she found her way over to the counter where one waits for one’s order being filled, she pulled out her phone and made a text post to Epiphany. She couldn’t take any more of this sniffling crap.