A\N: imma end up like Sven if my mom keeps making me do work ._.

Charles POV

i finished the call with General and couldn't keep myself still.

even if it was for a second.

i hated that i was sick but to me, it doesn't changes anything.

....

i sneezed.

nah, it was a one time thing.

i'm gonna be fine.

i walked towards the desk in the room. i'm not so sure what to do.

i cannot do much because i'm 'sick'.

it's still cold. if i even open the window just a bit, Ellie and Henry will come up the room in a blink of an eye just to close it.

i'm sure.

i grabbed the pen nearby and started tapping it on the desk.

a sign of boredom.

i saw a note book nearby and grabbed it.

i'm not so sure what to do with it.

i sat on a chair nearby, opening the notebook.

i clicked the top of my pen and wrote on the blank paper.

2\14\ ??

i wrote the date on the paper not sure what else to write.

some type of note to the doctor i'm gonna see on Friday?

hmm.

good plan.

ʰᵉˡˡᵒ‧

i just wrote one word.

umm..

ˢᵒʳʳʸ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ʷʰᵒˡᵉ ᵐᵉˢˢ‧

what mess? i guess by mess i meant by Ellie and Henry worrying a whole ton.

ᵇʸ ᵐᵉˢˢ⸴ ᴵ ᵐᵉᵃⁿ ᵇʸ ᵐʸ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ ʷᵒʳʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵐᵉ

i won't mention about me and Henry as a thing.

i'm just gonna explain the whole thing as best as i can.

hopefully they'll understand.

ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵉᵉ⸴ ᵒⁿ ᔆᵘⁿᵈᵃʸ ᵐᵒʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ⁱ ᶠᵉˡˡ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵃ ʷᵃᵗᵉʳ ᶠᵒᵘⁿᵗᵃⁱⁿ ⁿᵉᵃʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃʳᵏ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᶜᵒˡᵈ‧ ᴵ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᶜʰᵃⁿᵍᵉ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵃⁿʸ ⁿᵉʷ ᶜˡᵒᵗʰᵉˢ ᵒʳ ʰᵃᵈ ᵃⁿʸ ˢᵖᵃʳᵉ ᵒⁿᵉˢ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵐᵉ‧ ˢᵒ⸴ ⁱ ᵍᵘᵉˢˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ʷʰʸ ⁱ'ᵐ ˢⁱᶜᵏ‧

looks good.

i'm doing good so far.

i bit on my pen, thinking on what else to say.

heh, i'm acting like if i was talking to a person.

that's the whole point.

right?

ⁱ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵒ ˢᵘʳᵉ ʰᵒʷ ⁱ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵗʰⁱˢ‧ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ˢᵒ ᵐᵃⁿʸ ʳᵉᵃˢᵒⁿ ᵗᵒ ʷʰʸ ⁱ ᵍᵒᵗ ˢⁱᶜᵏ‧ ᵐᵃʸᵇᵉ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ⁱ ʷᵃˢ ʷᵉᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜᵒˡᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗᵒᵒ ˡᵒⁿᵍ‧

i made a good point.

ᵒʳ ᵐᵃʸᵇᵉ ⁱ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢⁱᶜᵏ‧ ᵐᵃʸᵇᵉ ᵐʸ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ ᵃʳᵉ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵒᵛᵉʳʳᵉᵃᶜᵗⁱⁿᵍ‧

huh.

maybe i'm not sick.

but i coughed so loud at least until the point i couldn't breathe.

yeah, i might be sick.

i stopped writing for a second to hear Ellie and Henry's chat downstairs.

i guess they are talking how are things going to be planned for Friday.

while hearing them having their talking, i have to seemed to yawn.

am i too bored?

then, i question popped up in my head.

ᑫᵘⁱᶜᵏ ᑫᵘᵉˢᵗⁱᵒⁿ⠘ ᵈⁱᵈ ⁱ ᶜᵃᵗᶜʰ ᵃⁿʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵃᵈ? ⁱ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ⸴ ˢᵒ ⁱ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵗʰⁱˢ ˢⁱᶜᵏⁿᵉˢˢ ˢᵗᵘᶠᶠ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ʷⁱᵗʰ

i kept my hopes up that i didn't catch anything bad.

i'm pretty sure it's just a flu.

i coughed a bit, i turned away and coughed into my arm.

once i stopped i turned back to the book in my hands.

i'm pretty much enjoying this.

ᵈᵒ ⁱ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵗᵘᶜᵏ ⁱⁿ ᵐʸ ᵗʰʳᵒᵃᵗ? ⁱ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ᶜᵒᵘᵍʰⁱⁿᵍ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ᵇᵃᵈ ˢᵒ ᶠᵃʳ ᵘⁿᵗⁱˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵒⁱⁿᵗ ⁱ ᶜᵃⁿⁿᵒᵗ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰᵉ‧ ᶜᵃⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᵉˣᵖˡᵃⁱⁿ ʷʰʸ ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ?

i need to know why.

hopefully they'll explain.

i'll be so glad if they do.

maybe i just need to drink warm drinks like coffee or tea.

i'll either go with coffee. i just think tea will make my throat feel more ichy.

i had someone tell me that too much coffee is not good for you. i can possibly die.

i always keep that in mind.

ᵃˡˢᵒ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ⠘ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗʸᵖᵉ ᵒᶠ ʷᵃʳᵐ ᵈʳⁱⁿᵏˢ ᵈᵒ ⁱ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵈʳⁱⁿᵏ? ᵗᵉᵃ ᵒʳ ᶜᵒᶠᶠᵉᵉ?

i asked a good question.

i'm WAYYY too young to be addicted to coffee.

i'm 24. is that too young?

ⁱˢ ⁱᵗ ᵒᵏᵃʸ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᵉᵃᵗ ˢʷᵉᵉᵗˢ? ⁿᵒᵗ ⁱᶜᵉ ᶜʳᵉᵃᵐ⸴ ⁱ ᵐᵉᵃⁿᵗ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵖᵃˢᵗʳⁱᵉˢ‧

if they say no to pastries, i swear.

i only eat them a little bit.

like once a week.

plus, i have a whole basket of muffins, hidden somewhere.

and nobody knows!

well, expect me.

and maybe Ruby.

ᵇᵉˢⁱᵈᵉˢ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ⁱ ʲᵘˢᵗ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵒʳ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᶜʳᵃᵖ

i sighed and continue to write on the paper.

⁻ ᶜʰᵃʳˡᵉˢ.

and with that i gently ripped the paper out of the book and fold it in squares.

i placed it on a drawer, hopefully i wouldn't forget it.

clearly, i don't wanna forget it since it's really important to me.

i peeked from the doorway and saw the hallway. i'm still not surprised that Henry and Ellie are still having their chat.

plus, i'd rather be more surprised if the talking died down just an hour later.

i had the urge to groan and slam my head on the wall in front of me.

but i guess my throat was telling me something different.

did i even get a drink of water?!

i scanned the room with my eyes, looking a water bottle i have left here. well, i remembered i did.

i don't want to bust down into the living room while Ellie and Henry are having their talk.

if i go down there and they spot me, it's gonna be a long piece of silence, pal.

i decided to stay in the room, like if it was my den.

i'm not an animal,i just don't wanna go upstairs.

y'know, all this time i feel like a baby or child.

everyone is treating me like one.

i'm an adult.

i'm sorry if i say something i shouldn't.

but i'm fucking sick of it. i shouldn't be treated like a FUCKING child.

oh, Henry and Ellie will flip if they heard me say those words.

unlike them, they curse all the time.

so i wonder if i curse right in front of them, what will be their reaction.

i bet it'll be priceless!

but still, i don't have that type of heart to curse in front of them!

i didn't even notice that i'm lying in bed, mouthing every word that appears in my mind.

man ,i'm lonely.

i even want somebody in the room.

i swear, i don't like being..

alone.

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sorry, it's just that i was so busy ;<;

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