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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iNcswtqmY10"Unnngh...."
Serena groans and covers her head in a bunch of blankets. Her hair is a tangled mess, her face is red all over, and sweat is trickling down her forehead at rapid speed.
"S-So...c-cold..." she says in midst of a shivering fit.
She's burning up.
All in all, this is probably the worst you've ever seen her. She looks absolutely terrible, her face is flushed, her usually lovely voice sounds like rusty nails on a chalkboard, and her nose is stuffed to high heavens.
Pseudo blood hangover. Dr. House warned you about this.
You are Calem, the ambiguously aged 15-16 year old from Vaniville Town. Recently, your efforts to rescue the Lumiose Gym from lamprey infested turmoil have not gone unrewarded. Clemont, your new buddy guy who you've only just now learned is the fifth gym leader, has granted you the prize of a gym battle within his steep, steep schedule for reclaiming Prism Tower for him.
Not all is well, however.
Serena is sick.
Very, very, very sick.
At first all of the lampreys suckling out her blood left her in a tipsy oblivious daze that was adorably cute. But fun doesn't last forever. One juice box of Dr. House's official magical doctor blood juice later and...
She's back to normal, yes, no longer a self-humiliating ditzy giggling klutz but now she's ill. It's nothing terribly extreme or life-threatening that you need to go to hell and back for, just a weird mixture of a flu and a cold that's been biting at her ass ever since she woke up today.
"C-Calem...I-I'm not feeling very...u-up to par today..." Serena admits, shamed and trembling in the bed.
A) Tell her about her qt pseudo drunken stupor and all the stuff she said last night.
B) Give her some Advil, bitches love Advil.
C) Consult Dr. House over the phone.
D) Offer to cancel your plans and take care of u're waifu.
