Post by Tennessee Rachel Cooper on Oct 9, 2017 21:06:39 GMT -5
Coop did not leave things at Travis’ place because she wanted to further their relationship. She didn’t even know if the man was aware of her real name! She did it because there was no way in hell she was carrying textbooks that weighed more than a sack of potatoes across the city constantly. Plus, it was annoying to have to go home to get changed just to go to work or class after she accidentally spent the night with him again. It was a matter of convenience. With Annabelle only just leaving after a terrifying long visit that lasted near three weeks, there were more things of Coop’s littered about the doctor’s place than usual, and that included the little Westie that paid no mind to Travis’ own pet. Charlie was as uninterested and distant as the girl who owned him. He’d found a shirt to chew on, one that belonged to Travis, and Coop had taken to believe it was his own rebellious was of complaining about the living arrangements. She would have taken them to a hotel like usual, but she’d come down with an awful case of the flu that she couldn’t shift.
She felt so sluggish and sick almost constantly. It came on suddenly sometimes, and she’d have to run for the nearest bathroom. Other times she just couldn’t bring herself to get up from the couch or the bed, even though she had places to be or things to do. Avoiding Annabelle was one thing, but being sick was quite another. Coop hated being fussed over, and it was all anyone was doing even when she shrugged them off and told them to leave her alone. Her body ached and despite her lack of appetite for most things, she had put on enough weight to go up a dress size. That on its own was annoying, but she put it down to how little exercise she had been getting. Typically, lacrosse kept her fit, but she had missed practice with how sick she felt, and one of the girls told her there was a terrible bug going round the dorms. Coop assumed the whole college was being struck down with something that had hit around finals, but it hadn’t let go of the feisty Brit yet and she was still crippled weeks after the exams were done with and everyone was looking towards summer fun.
Coop had planned on going home tonight, but Jay had already text about coming over and having a night in and something sounded really ominous about that whole scene. She quickly lied about plans with the doctor who made her blood boil constantly, and toed her shoes off again. She didn’t want to be fussed over or worried about by Jay or Vaughn, and it all sounded a little too much like they were going to do that, or they were going to interrogate her about the non-relationship she had with Travis. Coop’s stomach churned all of a sudden and she made a dart to the bathroom, bracing herself against the toilet bowl as lunch reappeared. She swore loudly, slapping her hand against the tiles until it stung something horrible, and then fell back onto her heels. She was fed up of this happening to her. Feeling steady, she rinsed her mouth out at the sink and glared at her own reflection before noticing that Travis was in the open doorway. He must have come in while she was getting reacquainted with the chicken tortellini she’d reheated a few hours ago.
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TAGGED! Travis Mason Merrick
WORDS! 586!
OUTFIT! Bitter Brit !
LYRICS! Found Missing - - - Juliet Simms
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