He probably overworked himself,right? There was no other way for him to be this dazed and numb.
Aoba cancelled work— something he didn’t like doing— since Tae had forced him to. ‘I don’t want to be the one scooping you up from the streets, not with my age’ she had said, returning to her preparations.
This left the young man laying flat on his bed, Ren curled up on his stomach. He felt bad for cancelling all his plans, but he honestly could barely stand. What had gotten into him, he didn’t know.
His coil beeped with a notification. A message. He was pretty sure he’d let everyone who needed to know,know.
But to his surprise, it was a reply from Peony. The flower shop keeper and him had had plans for a while now— plans he had cancelled for now, stalled, more like. He did plan on having a look at the other’s garden, after all. Eventually, that is.
Aoba opened the message and skimmed through it, squinting a bit as he did. No matter how much he dimmed the screen, he could only darken it so much.
Medicine from herbs and flowers.. It was a tempting offer, but he had to decline. Last thing he wanted was to get Peony, or anyone for that matter,sick too.
After replying with polite refusal, he closed his Coil and rested a hand on his AllMate.
He could feel his head protest and eyes burn, so he closed them and relaxed.
As he rested for a bit, there were faint knocks on the door. Delivery? He couldn’t tell. Someone conversing with granny..footsteps closing in on his door?
He sat up a bit, his head immediately punishing him for trying. He ended up supporting himself with the headboard, focused on the door.