Boss Rimi's posts

It was awfully troubling seeing Allen this ill and she wished there was more that she could do, but there wasn't. A fever was it's own thing. Medicine didn't really help. All she could do was continue to watch over him and make sure he slowly got better. A fever didn't last forever, but if it got higher or lasted too long, she would have to take him to the hospital in town. "I'm sorry you're ill Allen.." Kaneko murmured. The damp rag was carefully placed on his forehead. "You just need to rest now, sir Allen." It didn't surprise her that he wasn't hungry. He was sick, no one wanted to eat when they were sick, but he'd need to eat eventually. "Alright, but you need to eat at some point of the day. Even if it's something small. I can make you some soup later on. Or oatmeal if you'd prefer."

Clint had set the table and made sure to pour her a glass of water since that was she always seemed to drink. He had made them each an omelette with spinach and egg whites. Some salt and pepper for taste. Despite everything, he had fun yesterday. It was nice being able to catch up with friends, especially since they didn't do it so often. After getting the table set and serving the breakfast, he announced that breakfast was ready and started pouring himself his coffee to start the day.

Honey nodded in agreement with his cousin. Kendo class was pretty fun, even though it was usually the cause of the two running late to the club. Not that the others minded, probably because they didn't want to get on his bad side. Mia was impressed, "A kendo class? And I'm going to guess you both go together?" She asked to which Honey nodded. "Correct. So if you are here and we don't show up until later it's because of that." The shorter one admitted. "And, do you both enjoy going to that class?" Mia asked.

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When the twins returned, it was easy to see that they weren't too happy. Normally they were laughing and being peppy. Now their shoulders sagged and they dragged their feet along the floor, slumping in their seats. "Was it really that bad?" Haruhi asked. "Did her mother say something bad?" She asked, worried about her friends she walked to their sides and lightly pat their backs.

((Sure. Whenever is fine.))

Laid down, yes it probably would be. Kaneko carefully took his cup and set it off to the side. "Perhaps." She whispered. A fever at this time, how had he even gotten sick in the first place? Had they been out in the town for too long? She had made sure they dressed warm though, it didn't make any sense. "Would you like anything to eat right now?" She asked him, carefully wiping his face with the warm and damp rag, then she gently wiped down his neck and frowned. She had never seen anyone with a fever as bad as this one. "You can lie down now if you'd like." She told him. Kaneko dipped the rag into the warm water again. Again she wrung out the excess water and folded it up to place it on his forehead.