As soon as they reached the school, Andrew went in to the hospital wing. He saw October was awake and he grinned comfortingly. "Hey, how're you feeling kiddo?" He asked.
Fevers Aren't Fun.
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As soon as she saw they were back, October's face brightened considerably. She smiled widely, glad that they were back now. Even though it took a lot for her to talk, and she really shouldn't be doing that, she would do so anyway. "I'm... ok..." she said, shrugging her shoulders ever so slightly. "Where did... you two... go?" she asked. She wanted to know why they hadn't been there waiting, but she didn't really care. Maybe they had just needed to leave for a while, which she completely understood.
Tsim smiled it was fake but hardly able to notice really since he hardly did ever smile he never had a certain way he did or did not do it so he hopd either would not be able to tell
Andrew shrugged. "Went to the mountains." He said simply. "Don't talk to much, okay?" He told her.
October noticed his smile, but couldn't tell if it was real or not. She rolled her eyes at what Andrew said about her not talking much. "You sound... like.... that nurse...." she said. "I want... to talk... I don't want... us all to... just SIT here..." She shook her head. All of them just sitting there would be boring, not to mention slightly awkward. The thirteen-year-old had never really liked silence much, and often thought it was weird when no one was saying anything at all.
Tsim said nothing but just stood there happy she was ok but had no idea how to show it...maybe if he had brought something but he didn't know she would be sick so he didn't have time besides not going to the city.
Andrew rolled his eyes. She was as stubborn as her sister. "Fine, but it's your funeral." He said, his voice was mostly teasing, but it held a serious note as well.
October glared at Andrew, and rolled her eyes as well. "Give me... a pen... and paper, then... I'm gonna talk... to you both... one way... or another... whether... you like it... or not..." she said. If they wouldn't let her talk, she would write. She didn't want it to be completely silent, so writing what she wanted to say would be good enough. She offered the two an innocent smile and waited for one of them to do as she had asked.
Tsim gave her a pen and didn't have any paper so he guessed Andrew would give that to her, he looked at her with a smile as he did it was fake but just like before impossible to tell.