It had been four days. Four days and she was still feeling awful. Would it ever end? Was she doomed to be sick
forever? She was starting to think that to be the case here, and it made her determined to prove her body otherwise. Heidi had dressed, a random t-shirt that did not at all fit her nor did it match the pants and shoes she wore even slightly, and her hair was messily brushed and tossed up in a ponytail that was coming apart. She should have just stayed inside, she didn't have the energy to even look presentable to the world. Matilda was working hard to make her better but she wasn't strong enough to do it in the short time it had taken the older Hunters.
Heidi was so jealous of them right now.
She sniffled and did her best to look normal as she walked down the hall toward the door out of the dorms, occasionally coughing into one of the tissues she had crammed in her pocket and using the walls and doors for support while she walked. The hallway needed to not spin, okay? Ugh, her head felt like it was full of air. This sucked.
Heidi didn't even notice the girl watching her yet.
She had a goal.
Young one, methinks it would be for the best if thou wouldst return to thine bed chambers. You are still unwell.Heidi snorted and blew her nose into her tissue.
I'll be okay. I need a walk and fresh air.Matilda's totem flared bright blue with her frustration.
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