forum “It’s the End of the World as We Know It” (O/O)

Started September 01, 2019 by @MusicElle-is-here

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“I…don’t know,” she mumbled. She put her arms around his neck with a sigh. “I wasn’t ten minutes ago.”

He nodded. "I know. I'm…a little worried." he replied slowly as he carried her into the house and up the stairs to her room.

“I don’t know what happened,” she admitted, her voice trembling. “I—I’ve heard rumors about similar things happening elsewhere…but that’s not what this is, right?”

"I…I don't know." he admitted, setting her down on her bed gently, frowning a little.

“But it’ll get better,” she added, almost to herself. In the stories she’d heard, people had ending up dying from what had begun as just a cough. Now that the aliens had invaded and most of the population was dead or in hiding, doctors were in short supply.

(I gtg to bed in like ten minutes)

Logan watched her worriedly. "I hope so." he replied, sitting down and tucking the blankets around her. "Do you know the locations of any doctors?"

(okay)

“Not at the moment,” she replied. “I helped one out a while ago, though.” She had no idea where the doctor she knew currently was, though.

Logan nodded. "Alright. Do you have any idea what I can do to help you?" he asked, looking down at her worriedly.

“I don’t,” she sighed. “Unless you know how serious whatever just happened is or what causes it or how to fix it, by any chance?”

He frowned, and shook his head. "No, I don't." he replied softly, looking down at her worriedly.

Allie let out a sigh. “You could stay here with me and just talk to me then. That’d help.”

Logan nodded. "Alright…what do you want to talk about?" he asked, looking at her and raising his eyebrows slightly.

“Whatever you want. I just don’t want you to leave,” she admitted, looking at him.

He nodded. "Okay." He replied softly, chewing on his lip. "I won't leave, then." He looked down at her worriedly.

“So, do you want to play twenty questions again?” she suggested, to lighten the mood.

He sighed. "Oh. Sure." He replied with a soft chuckle, raking a hand through his hair.

“Okay, then. Favorite kids’ movie?” she asked with a small smile.

He blinked. "Oh. Uhm…Hercules." He replied slowly. "And you?"

"I love that one," Allie said, color beginning to return to her cheeks, though she still looked quite fragile. "Mine would have to be The Little Mermaid. Favorite kind of chips?"

"Oh, that's a good one too." He agreed. "Hmm. Sun Chips. The cheddar kind. Favorite drink?"

“That’s hard. Probably milkshakes?” she responded. “Least favorite movie trope?”

"Oh. The uh…the stupid guy that somehow manages to always succeed." He replied. "What about you?"

“The girls who were just mean for literally no reason,” replied Allie. “They didn’t have a backstory or dimension. Their only purpose was to make fun of the main character to show how hard of a life she had.” She pursed her lips before giggling, which turned into a coughing fit. It was much shorter than the first one, though, she afterwards she pretended like nothing had happened. “So, if you could go to any time period, which one would you pick and why?”

He nodded, then watched her worriedly. "You alright? Uhm…I don't know." He replied, looking down at his hands. "I… don't exactly know much about the different time periods." He sighed softly. "But what about you?"

“I’ve always kind of wanted to visit the 1920s, to be honest,” she admitted, ignoring his concern. “It would be fun.” She smiled again before lapsing back into coughs, looking drained.

He nodded. "Oh. Yeah." He agreed, then frowned, putting a hand on her forehead. "You don't look good, Allie." He said quietly. "You really don't."

“That’s”—she coughed again—“A bit rude of you to say, Logan,” she teased, though she was lacking her usual fire. She coughed again. “I’m sure it’s nothing…”

Logan shook his head a little. "It isn't nothing, Allie. I know that. You know that. Stop insisting that it is."

She blinked, the fight draining from her. “Fine, it’s something, and I think it might be the strange sickness becoming more and more common since the invasion,” she whispered, finally speaking her mind. People had died from this. And one of the most prevalent theories was that the aliens had brought the disease to earth, whether knowingly or not.

Logan closed his eyes. "I know." He replied softly. He opened them again. "Do you have any idea how to treat it? What to do?" He asked.