Date: 2012-09-29 07:48 pm (UTC)
*Fiona grabs the paracetamol out of the medicine cabinet. He'll probably want water too, the greedy bugger. She goes downstairs to get him a glass.*

*When she comes back with the water and the bottle of pills, she finds Alastair lying rigid in the bed, exactly as she left him. He must be pretty sore this time. Usually he manages to get to his feet so he can follow her around the house complaining about how terrible he feels.*

Poor baby.

*She sits down a bit more gently than she got up and hands him the medicine and the glass of water.*
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