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[Momo had a thick blanket wrapped around her shoulders. She sat in the library, curled up in a chair reading a very large book about gardening. Every now and then one could hear a sneeze followed by a sniffle. Her appearance was very worn, as if she'd been on bed rest for a good while and hadn't been out much.]
I wish I would just get better soon. [cough] Maybe there's some soup in the kitchen I can make later.
[ooc: sorry for such a short little post. Yes, I am alive, and going to try and hop into the swing of things.]
I wish I would just get better soon. [cough] Maybe there's some soup in the kitchen I can make later.
[ooc: sorry for such a short little post. Yes, I am alive, and going to try and hop into the swing of things.]