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What did you get? But getting food for other days is definitely a good idea.

I'm starving

That what I’ve done. Now I’ll buy some food for the other days.

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I'd suggest ordering take out?

I'm starving

And I have no food…

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Sorry I didn't get back to you last night! Yes, 7:30 is perfect. Just pick a day!

Wooo! I’m free at that time, so I think around 7:30 would be good? Give you some time to freshen up a bit.

Aw, well we also have layovers, so it’s about 8-9 hours from Ny to Cali just because of the layovers. D: Yeah. When I first started traveling I’d get antsy but I’ve learned how to deal with it.

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I completely passed out last night without answering this. Did you guys even finish it? Do you still live? Were you able to sleep at all?

Hi, guys.

He’s not suffering as much as I am but I don’t know. I’m trying to focus on the dash.

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Text | Clara

C: THANKYOUUUUUU! There's only one girl who I'm in real competition for. She's got a great voice, but she can't hold the Summer Nights note, so hopefully I have that over her.

N: If she can't hold the note you'll probably beat her. Keep me updated, okay? Love you!

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I can't stand scary movies. Why is Mike forcing you to watch this if you're suffering so much?

Hi, guys.

It’s not exactly a bedtime story. We’re sitting in the dark, hugging the couch pillows like 12-year-old girls.

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You've got yourself a date with my couch, love. I'm free almost every evening after seven, so I think it's best if you choose the day.

It's 7 and a half hours from JFK to Madrid. It's at least four hours to LAX, right? As I said, I've never been over there. I just think it's crazy, but it's good that you've found a way to make them bearable.

Awesome, we’ll set up a date.

Yeah! Most of the time I sleep through them or I play a game during the flight. I’ve just found things to make it more bearable for me. Oh I know! I think it’s because we’re closer to Europe than we are the Western US? I really have no idea.

Oh of course! We couldn’t have you homeless or starving!

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An unfaithful wife encounters the zombie of her dead lover, who's being chased by demons after he escaped from their sado-masochistic Hell.

I understand. It doesn't sound like the type of movie I like at all. Is it terrible?

Hi, guys.

Hellraiser. This was the worst decision, Nic. Talk Mike out of it. He picked it and he won’t let me change it.

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What are you watching?

Hi, guys.

Distract me from this movie.

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Yes, that'd be great!

Oh, you did? Good! I don't know how you can stand the flights, though. I've never been to the West Coast but it's crazy to think that it's half the time for a flight to Europe and it's still the same country!

I am, definitely, because it means I get to eat and pay rent. Thank you :3.

I thought there was more. Shows you how much I know xD aha. But definitely! Have a girl’s night type thing.

Thank you! I actually got back this evening. I have two days before I’m heading straight back to Cali for another photoshoot!

That’s still great though! Oh I totally understand, but I bet you’re glad to be busy!

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This is just the first sequel, and I have the first one, so we can watch that before we see the new one. Something about the explosions just makes me happy, I guess? We should definitely plan that.

That's incredible! I'm so happy for you. Will you be back in time for the party tomorrow night?

Yes! Some prints and a few pieces, nothing major, but splitting my time between the studio actually creating some pieces and the gallery and managing is a little bit tiring.

I haven’t seen any of them, but I’d love to go with you!

Yeah! I had one today and I have another one this upcoming week. I’m really excited! Aw yeah. Definitely! Have you sold anything recently?

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Text | Clara

N: I JUST FOUND OUT ABOUT YOUR CALLBACK I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU! I'm sure you'll get it, but my fingers are crossed.

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Yes, we should! I don't even know why I love those movies, but I do.

I'm glad to hear that! I read something about a shoot in California, did that happen already? And I'm doing pretty well, thank you. Busy with work, but that's always good.

We should go see it! :D I’m doing great. How are you?

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I have to confess that movies like G.I. Joe are one of my guilty pleasures. I need to go see it soon.

How's everyone doing?

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She didn't really know why she was so worried about making it to Caesar in the shortest amount of time possible. Not too long ago she'd been sick as a dog and unable to even leave the bed, and she had definitely wished someone had been there to nurse her to health for more than a couple of hours. Even if some people couldn't see it, she cared for others deeply, even if it was people she'd only just met.

The city was just barely starting to wake up, so it didn't take long for Nic to reach Caesar's place. She hadn't wanted to text him again to see how he was doing because she feared she might wake him up if he'd managed to fall asleep once more. She secretly wished he'd thought of unlocking the door so she wouldn't have to bother him once she arrived.

Her looks earned her a funny look from a woman who was exiting the building, but she put on a brave face and marched inside. She took out her cellphone to double check that she was in the right address and found her way to Caesar's door. She knocked three times before adding, "Caesar? It's Nic."

Bonding and Vomiting | Caesar & Nic

Caesar breathed a sigh of relief the moment he heard the first note of the short tune he’d set as his ringtone for incoming texts. She was awake. And, he concluded after glancing at the message, she’d be there soon enough. Though he wasn’t quite sure how much time he had until she arrived, he figured he should at least attempt to make himself presentable. He was sure he looked a mess. Hell, he felt a mess.

And so, he forced himself to sit up and slip out of bed. Groggily pulling the blanket from his mattress and encasing himself in it, he dragged himself into his bathroom.

He cringed the moment he caught his reflection. Wildly tousled hair, deep bags beneath his eyes, pale complexion, unshaven… He looked positively horrible. He was sure Nicole wouldn’t mind, but he minded.

He pursed his lips. His energy was low and still steadily leaking out of him. He guessed he only had enough to embark in one task. So he chose the most significant at the moment — brushing his teeth. The taste lingering in his mouth was disgusting. Cleaning it was top priority right now.

After a thorough brushing of his teeth and a few splashes of cold water on his face, he felt considerably better. Not great, but better. For a moment, he even considered going to the kitchen to make himself a small breakfast. However, he quickly abandoned the idea. If he couldn’t even keep water down, there was no way he was going to be able to keep food down. At least, not yet. He wasn’t even hungry, he realized, as he ventured out of the bathroom and to his front door to unlock it for when Nic arrived.

With a glance at the kitchen, which mockingly promised him a lavish meal from afar, Caesar changed his mind again. He wouldn’t try eating, but a cup of coffee couldn’t hurt, right? It had calories, something he was in dire need of, caffeine, to wake him up a bit, and it was a liquid. If he took small sips and drank slowly, he was sure he could keep it down.

With that, he marched into his kitchen, his expression that of immense determination, as if he were marching into a battle at the Colosseum.

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ooc:

I got back from spending the day at an amusement park with my family and I'm EXHAUSTED (had to drive up there and back myself too), so please excuse me if I'm only here to reply to my para and then go to bed. I'll be on tomorrow! Again, sorry.

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Nic had gone to bed the night before making sure that her phone was charging and that she'd listen to it if she got a text message. Perhaps she'd been a little too forward offering Caesar her help if he needed it, but she knew what it was like to be sick and have no one around to help. She'd double-checked with Sam to make sure she was still going to open the gallery and fallen asleep.

She was awoken by the sound of her phone. She didn't even bother to check the time before she was getting up. She hadn't showered, but she knew Caesar wouldn't mind considering his current state. She grabbed a pair of sweat pants she'd left by her bed the night before and her scarf and coat. If he hadn't been able to keep anything down he was probably going to need a lot of fluids and something to eat.

She left her apartment and headed towards the store nearby she knew opened at five am every day. She came in and quickly found what she needed. Chicken noodle soup, toast, Gatorade and apple juice would have to do. Right before she left the store she texted him.

I'm on my way. Be there soon.

Bonding and Vomiting | Caesar & Nic

It seemed like Caesar had been clutching onto the bucket for a lifetime. He hadn’t anticipated the illness to be so terrible. But, of course, it was only as devastating as he believed it was because he’d evaded all kinds of sicknesses, excluding the common cold, for years now. He’d only been able to sleep for an hour; he’d jolted awake to lean over the edge of his bed and vomit into the bucket he’d placed beside it continuously throughout the night. This, consequently, hindered him incapable of sleeping much more than about five minutes before another bout of vomiting. 

He was doing his best to deal with it alone; he hated feeling as though he had to rely on someone else. But now, at six in the morning, hardly able to look around from how weak he was feeling, he knew it was time to get some assistance. 

Of course, to preserve his pride, he wasn’t going to call an ambulance. No. Not over a little stomach virus, which he’d realized was what he’d contracted after remembering that a student had coughed on his hand as he’d handed the Freshman a test the week prior. He would call a friend. 

Almost reluctantly and cautiously, he shifted out of bed to return the bucket to its rightful place beside his bed. He scowled at the mess swimming inside of it. Damn high school always had disease floating around.

Heaving a sigh, he used the last of his energy to snatch his cellphone from his bedside table and slowly composed a text message to Nic.

Need your help.

With that, he relaxed back into his bed and allowed a groan of dissatisfaction to leave his lips. He could only hope she was awake. 

He was in dire need of some food. Even if he wouldn’t be able to keep it down.