Sicksicksick

Status: Sick.

Scenario: Mom makes me even sicker.
Date and time: Sept. 8, 2006, 6:15 PM
Place: Living room
Characters: Me, Mom, Buckbeak (our talking pet mynah)

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Kring/Me [K]: (In the sofa, lying down) Aaaaagggghhhh...
Mom [M]: (Gets out of the couch, goes to Buckbeak) Hello!
Buckbeak [B]: (Looks at my mom)
M: Hello!
B: (Doesn't speak and still looks at my mom)
M: (Starts singing loudly, loooking at Buckbeak) Hello, is it me you're looking for? I can see it in your eyes, I can see it in your smile...
K: Aaaaagggghhhh..._{whatthehell.*sniff.}

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Pictures tomorrow, maybe. I'm really sick. Watery mucus still comes out of my nose, though hard flu is more prominent now.