Leonard eventually drags himself into the shower while Lisa is gone, which helps a little with the aches in his muscles, but it only goes so far. He still feels awful and when she gets back, he's curled up on the couch in a heap under a blanket that he's wrapped tightly around him.
"Not your fault," he mumbles in response to Lisa's comment, not entirely sure if she could even hear him from the kitchen.
"'s Dillon's." Mick's voice is rough and he coughs violently. The shower had helped but he's burning up, sweating through his tshirt on the other side of the couch where Lenny is burrowed under a blanket. He's hot, Lenny is cold, it'd make more sense for them to lay together but when have they ever done the sensible thing?
"Soup smells good Lise." A note of pride in his voice. He taught her pretty damn good.
Lisa gets the rest of the ingredients in the soup before coming back to check on her brother and Mick. She sets tea down for both of them along with medicines for their fevers. "Lenny roll onto your back and I'll put some Vicks on your chest. You two Mick if you want some." She offers and she's not going to take no for an answer. She's gonna take care of both of them, even though she knows Mick will be a much better patient than her brother will.
Leonard doesn't answer her, so much as he just groans and burrows deeper under the blanket. The idea of leaving the safety of his now-cozy cocoon is not the least bit appealing.
But.... he relents because breathing does sound like a good thing. "I can do it," he grumbles, taking the Vick's from the table to apply it. "What's that?" he motions toward the mugs of something on the table.
Mick is going to wait for the soup and the tea to cool off. He's too hot to even want to consider drinking anything other than water. Cold water. "Jus' need some ice and somethin to kill this fever," he rumbles, giving up and stripping out of his tshirt.
Lisa gets Mick a bottle of cold water to take the meds with and leaves the tea anyway. Once it cools off he can still drink it, it would help with the muscle aches.
"It's tea for you." She says to Len knowing he would actually want the warm beverage. The soup is still simmering on the stove for later. "Do you need anything else right now? If not I'll go get your bedsheets and wash them, that way you wont get sick again."
"Thanks," he mumbles, reaching for the mug already. For all the hell she ever put him through, Lisa was good to him in times like these. "I don't think so... think I might just lay here and possibly go back to sleep." That was one of his least favorite parts about being sick; he just sleeps entire days away and it's awful and such a waste.
"Alright, you sleep. I'll be down the hall if you need me." She says and turns heading down the hall to disinfect everything to keep herself from getting sick as well. That's the last thing they need.
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Date: 2018-04-07 12:23 am (UTC)"Not your fault," he mumbles in response to Lisa's comment, not entirely sure if she could even hear him from the kitchen.
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Date: 2018-04-08 12:16 pm (UTC)"Soup smells good Lise." A note of pride in his voice. He taught her pretty damn good.
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Date: 2018-04-08 07:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-04-09 12:05 am (UTC)But.... he relents because breathing does sound like a good thing. "I can do it," he grumbles, taking the Vick's from the table to apply it. "What's that?" he motions toward the mugs of something on the table.
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Date: 2018-06-13 02:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-06-14 11:52 pm (UTC)"It's tea for you." She says to Len knowing he would actually want the warm beverage. The soup is still simmering on the stove for later. "Do you need anything else right now? If not I'll go get your bedsheets and wash them, that way you wont get sick again."
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