Really Mick should have known better. Tell Leonard to go right and he'll go left simply because he can, so telling him to stay away because he's sick would naturally bring him to his door.
He's exhausted already, dozing fitfully with the tv on to provide at least some distraction to his general feeling of misery. But he's got what he needs. Drugs, tissues and leftover frozen soup from when Lise caught a cold a few weeks back.
Mick stirs restlessly, startling at the familiar shape in the doorway. Christ. He should have known. Sagging back in the bed he drags a hand across his face, smothering a cough in his elbow. "Told ya to stay away you stubborn ass."
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Date: 2018-02-11 12:08 am (UTC)He's exhausted already, dozing fitfully with the tv on to provide at least some distraction to his general feeling of misery. But he's got what he needs. Drugs, tissues and leftover frozen soup from when Lise caught a cold a few weeks back.
Mick stirs restlessly, startling at the familiar shape in the doorway.
Christ.
He should have known.
Sagging back in the bed he drags a hand across his face, smothering a cough in his elbow. "Told ya to stay away you stubborn ass."