Borrowing her joke. Susan was still trying to work out how that could work while the work very possibly wasn't hers to begin with, maybe spending more thoughts on it than necessary so she didn't have to see him eat chocolates, when Lee and Lee's body went in the complete wrong direction for a social interaction.
He had an attack of sickness. Not of the regular disease that had sent up permanent residence in his body, but something else, something new and something very sudden. There had been beer. And there had been chocolates. Would there be no end to their betrayal?
Lee, Susan had to focus on Lee, even though she didn't know what to do around sick people. "You look sick as well. I think you better stay seated a little." No, that wasn't the way you should react. "I'm sorry. Do you need something to be sick in? It's very sudden, I don't know, I hope it wasn't the chocolates. I didn't plan on bringing you chocolates to only make you sick."
She knelt down in front of him. "This isn't your disease, let me tell you that. But what do I need to do to make you feel less awful?"
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Date: 2016-02-26 12:28 am (UTC)From:He had an attack of sickness. Not of the regular disease that had sent up permanent residence in his body, but something else, something new and something very sudden. There had been beer. And there had been chocolates. Would there be no end to their betrayal?
Lee, Susan had to focus on Lee, even though she didn't know what to do around sick people. "You look sick as well. I think you better stay seated a little."
No, that wasn't the way you should react. "I'm sorry. Do you need something to be sick in? It's very sudden, I don't know, I hope it wasn't the chocolates. I didn't plan on bringing you chocolates to only make you sick."
She knelt down in front of him. "This isn't your disease, let me tell you that. But what do I need to do to make you feel less awful?"