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Trinity mumbled a sleepy thank you to James but she was fast asleep. Dreaming of different situations with James that made her feel happy in many different ways. Until her mind got dark and she saw the darkness looming. Like an apocalypse of her mind. The end of her being. She felt her body ache as she twisted and turned, sweating and a raging temperature forming.

Callum lay silently asleep in his bed, unmoving, untwitching. he looked dead. Well he is dead but he looked it now. Without his chest moving to take in oxygen, his eyes closed, you could of mistaken him for a dead person resting in their coffin at their own funeral. 
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the next morning, and james was awake, in his bed, just waiting until he could hear some sort of sign that trinity was awake, so that he could go and say good morning to her. whilst waiting, he pulled on some clean boxer shorts, and a tank top. he was surprisingly not hungover and felt fine, apart from the odd wave of sickness now and again.

blythe was curled up in her bed, still awake, after being awake all night, but now it was starting to show. her skin was pale, dark circles around her eyes, and she was constantly yawning, her eyes felt heavy. she stretched her legs out and groaned, pulling the duvet further up.
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okay I gots to go now, NIGHT NIGHT. <3
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night <3
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Trinity woke up with, yet another, violent coughing attack. Tears filling her eyes due to how ill she felt, reaching out for a tissue she mopped up her hands but felt to sore to leave her bed. She looked dreadful and she felt like death. Craning her neck a little she peered at her clock. 

Callum rose from his bed, slowly leaving it and pulling on a pair of black skinny jeans before creeping downstairs. He lay himself down on the sofa and didn't look like he was planning on moving any time soon.
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james was on the other side of her wall - it was how he knew how much she had been coughing lately. he quickly got up and got a box of tissue from his bedside table, and went into her room, frowning. "good morning, beautiful." he said quietly, going over, he rested the box on her lap and sat on the edge of her bed.

blythe stretched her arms above her head and sniffled slightly. she pushed the duvet away ad swung herself out of bed, pulling on her fluffy white dressing gown over the t-shirt she was wearing. she ran a hand through her hair and headed downstairs quietly, going into the kitchen.
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sorry I'm late at replying; not had a great day
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Trinity smiled just a little when he came in. "Could you.. help me.. out of the dress..? it's .. tight." she kept having to pause her sentence to cough. The alcohol really hadn't done her any good what so ever. But she was determined to make the shitty feeling go away but her dress, and bra, felt like they were digging into her and suffocating her almost.

Callum lay on the couch as if he were training to be a statue. Keeping perfectly still as top gears credits rolled by the screen in a whizz. There was no need to move to change the channel as top gear was scheduled to be on for another four times before changing to something else. 
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tis okay beautiful. mail me if you wanna speak or whatever trevor. x
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james nodded his head. "uh yeah, sorry, I would have done it last night but I was drunk and was pretty sleepy." he quickly unzipped the dress and slipped it down from her torso, and then undid her bra, but held it at the front so it still covered her, wanting to respect her privacy. he kissed her forehead. "would you like me to get you medicine or anything?"

blythe went into the kitchen, covering her mouth as she let out a loud yawn. she made herself a cup of tea and got a couple of biscuits out, the milky kind, and went and sat in the arm chair furthest away from callum. she thought it best to avoid him for now, after what had happened the night before.
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thanks x
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Trinity thanked him in a low voice, pushing her hand under her pillow and pulling out an extremely oversized t shirt. She pulled it over her head and he let go of her bra once it was no longer needed. "some pain killers would be great. and a glass of water; so you can amuse me." she laughed a little, trying to brighten up the mood before coughing once again.

Callum didn't need to look to see her coming in, even though she was delicate he could still hear her. "morning." he said in a simple, calm voice. Almost a polite voice with no sinister background to it. He moved his hand slowly before it got pins and needles. 
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james smiled and nodded. "and lots of tissue by the looks of it. I think it's best you stay in bed today, trin." he said, shrugging. "I will be back in a moment." he gave her a small smile before going downstairs, getting out a packet of paracetamol, and pouring a pint of water for her. he also got her a couple of packets of tissue, saying a quick 'morning' to callum and blythe before going back up.

blythe glanced over at him, biting her bottom lip. had he been so drunk that he had forgotten it? she was a tad confused she had to admit. "good morning." she said, in almost a whipser, as she kept her eyes on the television, sipping her tea.
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sorry only a few days late>_<
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Trinity nodded her head a little in agreement as he left her room. Coughing a little more she pushed herself up so she was sitting with her back against the head board. Pulling the covers up with her so she kept snuggled in them and warm. She managed to use some magic without spells, and with his well trained talent she managed to get a make up wipe out of the packet and over to her and let it clean her face on its own.

Callum nodded his head a little at James, "you look fairly unhungover. how disappointing." he said simply, more a matter of fact then an attempt to insult him. Looking over at Blythe he nodded his head towards the control. "You can change the channel if you want."
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james shrugged his shoulders. "you look as magnificent as ever. it's not fair that you don't age." he laughed softly before going upstairs with his requirements. he sat on her bed cross legged and smiled at her. "you look good without make up too, i'm impressed." he smirked and passed her the water and paracetamol. "have you got a hang over, too?"

blythe shrugged and took the control from him. but she just didn't understand why he was being nice. was he plotting some sort of revenge, cause her more pain, scare her a little more? it was beginning to make her a little anxious. she ran a hand through her hair and changed the channel to challenge, to watch knightmare.
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