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Winter was a bitch, that was for sure. The cold wasn't as much a bother to him as it was to nearly everyone else, who couldn't be spared from the annual cold and sniffles. Calvin seldom got very sick, knock on wood, but during these months it was not uncommon for him to get a runny nose. His sinuses had been bugging him for the past couple of days, and had been causing him to sneeze and sniffle and everything in between. Dammit, he just wished that the infection would fuck off and get out of his system already.
The young man had walked into the kitchen, cheeks and nose maintaining hues of pink. His hair looked messy. His eyes looked a bit dark. It was obvious that he didn't look too well, which led an NPC standing by the ovens to turn towards him and chirp, "Would you like some tea, Calvin?"
Calvin was... not the most social creature. He wouldn't consider himself to have crippling social anxiety, but he simply didn't prefer to chit-chat with everyone at all hours of the day. He supposed that he was growing more comfortable around these people, so it wasn't too bad to be around them, but he still valued his alone-time. However, his belly told him that it was time for breakfast, so he had been looking for something to eat when the woman offered him a cup. "I'm good, thanks." He gave a small, kind of awkward grin. It wasn't like he had exactly been eager to talk to anyone before noon.
She took a pot off of the stove and poured the contents — boiling water — into a kettle. After a few moments, she decided to make another cup and pour the water in. She proceeded to put a tea cozy onto the kettle to keep it warm, just in case any other residents wanted fresh tea that morning, and set it aside on the counter. "Are you sure? It'll help that little cold you have there."
Calvin sniffled. He had never tried tea before, but hey, maybe it would actually help him somehow. Anything to get rid of the snot in his nose, he supposed. "Uhhh.... okay, I'll have some." He shrugged. The NPC put the mug down onto the coffee table and said, "There's some tea leaves and honey if you want to make more."
The NPC had taken her cup and exited the room ( at least presumably ). Calvin's attention now fixated onto the mug before him, and he stared down at what looked like discolored water. He furrowed his brow and took a large sip ( which he instantly regretted ). He swallowed and scrunched his nose, pulling back from the steaming beverage. It was kind of strong in a way, something he was not expecting. It wasn't too sweet, either. It was just watery leaf juice. "Ew," The response was made in a hushed voice under his breath, just in case the woman still happened to be in his vicinity. No offense to her, because she was nice for offering him some, but this stuff tasted nasty.
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Winter was a bitch, that was for sure. The cold wasn't as much a bother to him as it was to nearly everyone else, who couldn't be spared from the annual cold and sniffles. Calvin seldom got very sick, knock on wood, but during these months it was not uncommon for him to get a runny nose. His sinuses had been bugging him for the past couple of days, and had been causing him to sneeze and sniffle and everything in between. Dammit, he just wished that the infection would fuck off and get out of his system already.
The young man had walked into the kitchen, cheeks and nose maintaining hues of pink. His hair looked messy. His eyes looked a bit dark. It was obvious that he didn't look too well, which led an NPC standing by the ovens to turn towards him and chirp, "Would you like some tea, Calvin?"
Calvin was... not the most social creature. He wouldn't consider himself to have crippling social anxiety, but he simply didn't prefer to chit-chat with everyone at all hours of the day. He supposed that he was growing more comfortable around these people, so it wasn't too bad to be around them, but he still valued his alone-time. However, his belly told him that it was time for breakfast, so he had been looking for something to eat when the woman offered him a cup. "I'm good, thanks." He gave a small, kind of awkward grin. It wasn't like he had exactly been eager to talk to anyone before noon.
She took a pot off of the stove and poured the contents — boiling water — into a kettle. After a few moments, she decided to make another cup and pour the water in. She proceeded to put a tea cozy onto the kettle to keep it warm, just in case any other residents wanted fresh tea that morning, and set it aside on the counter. "Are you sure? It'll help that little cold you have there."
Calvin sniffled. He had never tried tea before, but hey, maybe it would actually help him somehow. Anything to get rid of the snot in his nose, he supposed. "Uhhh.... okay, I'll have some." He shrugged. The NPC put the mug down onto the coffee table and said, "There's some tea leaves and honey if you want to make more."
The NPC had taken her cup and exited the room ( at least presumably ). Calvin's attention now fixated onto the mug before him, and he stared down at what looked like discolored water. He furrowed his brow and took a large sip ( which he instantly regretted ). He swallowed and scrunched his nose, pulling back from the steaming beverage. It was kind of strong in a way, something he was not expecting. It wasn't too sweet, either. It was just watery leaf juice. "Ew," The response was made in a hushed voice under his breath, just in case the woman still happened to be in his vicinity. No offense to her, because she was nice for offering him some, but this stuff tasted nasty.
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GET A LOAD OF THIS TRAINWRECK
HIS HAIR'S A MESS AND HE DOESN'T KNOW WHO HE IS YET — TAGS