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Down with the sickness

Who: Tony OT Tamara
When: Sunday evening, after practice
Where: Tamara's house

Tony was not feeling well today. In fact, he was actually feeling suspiciously warm, particularly around his shoulder, and it was starting to bother him. He felt particularly cranky today, and really what he wanted to do was go back to the dormitory and sleep, but he'd promised his sister he'd come over for dinner, and so here he was, knocking on the door and feeling generally grouchy.


Mar. 22nd, 2009 08:43 pm (UTC)
"Well, you're going to report to Doctor Tamara," she said, tucking the blanket around him. "And you're not going to work in the morning, you're staying right here. No arguments, Antonio. You're staying right here."

She kissed the top of his forehead. "And you're going to have pasta and sausage, and a rootbeer for dinner, because I made you some good pasta just for you."
Mar. 22nd, 2009 08:50 pm (UTC)
"Well, even if I don't go to work, I -should- check in with the doctor," Tony pointed out. "And that's not on my diet..."
Mar. 22nd, 2009 09:17 pm (UTC)
"If you're not any better in the morning I'll call the doctor," Tamara said, neglecting to mention she'd call a doctor that her and Martin knew was safe, not the doctor Tony was seeing.

"And you can forget your diet for once. You're not feeling well, you deserve a treat."

Taking no further complaints, Tamara headed into the kitchen and fetched their plates so they could eat in the living room. Another trip and she collected two root beers. "Now you just eat and enjoy."
Mar. 22nd, 2009 09:23 pm (UTC)
"This is not going to help my good health," Tony said - although he did take a long sip of the root beer. It -had- been a while. "And what are you up to, besides pretending to be a doctor?"
Mar. 23rd, 2009 04:35 am (UTC)
"It so is. It's good for you," Tamara insisted, settling on to the couch beside him with her own food.

"And well, mostly I've been working and doing school things and hanging out with Martin and Mark..."

Mar. 23rd, 2009 04:42 am (UTC)
"Tsk," Tony shook his head. "You spend too much time with your boyfriends. What've you been working on?"
Mar. 23rd, 2009 04:46 am (UTC)
"Well, I can't spend nearly enough time with you anymore..." Tamara scolded, reaching over to pet his hair. "You know I still love you though."

She looked at him very seriously. "Tony, I want to tell you what I'm working on but... lately I'm not sure if we even know each other anymore. I can trust you, right? No matter what. And you can trust me. I want to know what you've been up to - what you've really been up to. And I want to tell you what's going on with my life... but we can't do that if we can't trust each other."
Mar. 23rd, 2009 04:52 am (UTC)
"Well, what do you want to know?" Tony shrugged. "I wouldn't mind telling you -- some of it is just scary. There's some bad things out there."
Mar. 23rd, 2009 04:58 am (UTC)
"I want to know what they have you working on. I want to know what's going on with you and the Friends, and with your Olympic training... just let me in to your life, you know? I'm worried about what you're doing, Tony..."

Tamara stopped eating, and reached to pet his hair gently.
Mar. 23rd, 2009 10:42 pm (UTC)
"Well, things are getting crazier. You wouldn't believe what I'm learning about," Tony said, honestly. "Fighting with things man was never meant to know about, let alone fight."

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