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Amity groaned as she rolled over in bed. Her head pounded, her throat like razors. She swallowed, grimacing at the pain.
Summoning her scroll, she checked the time. It was just past 7 A.M. She was never up this early on holiday break.
She pulled herself out of bed and to her bathroom, cupping a handful of water in her hands before bringing it to her lips. She swallowed, the pain only getting worse. She sighed, bringing a hand up to massage the sides of her throat.
”Shit,” She muttered.
Today was the Christmas party all of her friends had planned. Her bed creaked as she sat back down. She laid back, closing her eyes. She’d sleep a little longer, and when she woke up, she would be fine. She thought.
Three hours later, Amity awoke to find spores scattered around her pillow.
’Great,’ She thought.
It was around 10:30 when Amity pushed herself out of bed. She trotted down the stairs and into the silent kitchen. Odalia and Alador had already left for work, and she assumed the twins were still sleeping.
Standing on her tiptoes, she reached into the medicine cabinet and pulled out the liquid mold medicine. It was nasty, but it worked fast.
Amity poured the recommended dosage into the measuring cup and shot it down. Her lips curled at the taste. She threw the empty cup into the sink.
The party didn’t start until 5 P.M. She had plenty of time to get better.
Amity returned up the stairs and to her room, where she flopped back on the bed. Spores flaked from her ears and onto her blankets. She groaned. She heard her scroll buzz on her nightstand.
She groaned again, rolling over and slapping her hand on top before picking it up. It was a text from Luz.
hermosa! Are u still going to the party tonight?
Amity chewed on her lip, debating how she wanted to reply.
hiii idk. i woke up with a stupid mold
She sighed, watching as Luz typed over and over.
awww amity ;(
Amity pressed her lips together and sent a heart back.
She set her scroll to the side, dragging her hands down her face. Only her, she thought.
She rolled over on her side and shut her eyes, accidentally dozing off.
She was awoken by the faint sound of tapping on her door. She looked up, seeing her familiar brunette.
“Luz?”
”Hey, Ams.”
Luz smiled gently and hesitantly walked in.
“Emira let me in, ” She said softly.
Amity nodded. She pushed herself up to sit.
“What are you doing here?”
Luz sat on the edge of the bed, placing her hand gently on Amity’s leg. She revealed a small container from behind her back.
“I know you aren’t feeling well, so I.. uh..” she paused. “Soup.”
Amity felt her face heat up. She glanced away before taking the soup in her hands.
“Thank you, Luz.”
Luz smiled.
The Latina crawled up next to Amity, resting on her side.
”What are you doing? You’re gonna get sick,” Amity protested, scooting away from Luz.
“I don’t care. My bebè is sick,” She replied, reaching out for Amity.
Amity smiled softly, placing the container of soup on her nightstand and scooting back over to Luz.
Luz wrapped one arm around Amity and used the other to press against her forehead.
“Titan, you’re burning up. Hold on, hermosa.”
She released Amity, standing up and heading for her bathroom. Amity sat confused as she listened to cabinets open and close, and then the sound of running water. Luz came back holding a damp washcloth.
“Here,” Luz said, gently pushing Amity back against the pillow and resting the washcloth on her forehead.
Amity smiled.
Luz climbed back into the bed, wrapping her arm back under Amity’s head. She laid back, her eyes wandering over Amity’s mushrooms.
“Sorry,” Amity murmured when she realized where Luz was looking.
Luz shook her head.
“No, no. I can help you pick these out when they start falling off,” Luz offered.
Amity nodded.
“That would be nice.”
Luz smiled.
“Come here,”
She opened her arms, motioning for Amity to scoot closer. Amity smiled before burying her head into Luz’s chest.
“What about the Christmas party?” Amity asked, muffled by Luz’s shirt
”I’ll text Willow and tell her we’re not gonna be there,” Luz replied.
Amity didn’t even have the energy to protest. She simply nodded and closed her eyes, drifting back off to the smell of her lover.