[With the sofa in sight of the doorway, it's easy to eliminate it as an option, leaving only one reasonable place for Cat to be wallowing. He hadn't left his bed unless he'd needed to, being miserable enough simply curled up there. Walking around was far too much trouble to do recreationally.
Blue finds him laying on his stomach as directed, even though it makes his nausea rear its head. Her presence is an instant relief. The instructions not so much. Arms quaking from both the deep ache in every part of him and the shivers starting up again, Cat weakly pushes himself up, bracing his hand on the wall and end table when necessary. He almost doesn't care about how pathetic all this makes him feel, wrapped up in the physical misery of it all. At least he's not going to be dying, with Blue around to play with medicine.]
Took you long eno-nough. Ugh.
[The scolding can't really be called that, nor can it pass as a joke, with the tired, flat tone.]
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Blue finds him laying on his stomach as directed, even though it makes his nausea rear its head. Her presence is an instant relief. The instructions not so much. Arms quaking from both the deep ache in every part of him and the shivers starting up again, Cat weakly pushes himself up, bracing his hand on the wall and end table when necessary. He almost doesn't care about how pathetic all this makes him feel, wrapped up in the physical misery of it all. At least he's not going to be dying, with Blue around to play with medicine.]
Took you long eno-nough. Ugh.
[The scolding can't really be called that, nor can it pass as a joke, with the tired, flat tone.]
Can you make it stop?