Phoebe
The Nightingale
Phoebe took the water and drank, desperate to get the taste from her mouth. Of course, water could only do so much. But it was something. "I doubt it is a bug. I feel fine otherwise." she said with a sigh. No headache, no body aches (except her stomach but that was to be expected after getting violently ill like that), no fever - nothing else to indicate that she was sick except for the vomiting, which came right after she ate...her brow furrowed. Only briefly, shaking her head. No, such conclusions couldn't be drawn yet.
"I think I should just go lie down for a bit once I get the kitchen cleaned up." she said with a small smile. It was getting late anyways, it wasn't like she would miss much by resting a bit. "Sorry, I didn't mean for you to worry...or move so fast after eating like that." she said with a light laugh. He rarely moved farther than from one place to sit to another after eating a meal like that!
"I think I should just go lie down for a bit once I get the kitchen cleaned up." she said with a small smile. It was getting late anyways, it wasn't like she would miss much by resting a bit. "Sorry, I didn't mean for you to worry...or move so fast after eating like that." she said with a light laugh. He rarely moved farther than from one place to sit to another after eating a meal like that!
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