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Orla and Anyone[]

OrlaWB
Órfhlaith Fleming-Ó Cléirigh 🌹 Sixth Year Hufflepuff 🌹 Mute 🌹 Adherent Mimosa
-"Trying to find my place in the world."
Orla was curled up in her bed, coughing and sniffling. She'd been sick for days now and it looks like it's getting worse. Her throat was sore and itchy and every time she tries to get up, she would feel really dizzy so she just opted to stay in bed.
Shoot me an owl!  🌹 04:30, January 4, 2016 (UTC)


Katie M 2

Katie Mitchell Mitchell-Anderson Mum
-Owner of Mitchell's Interior Designs

 – 04:32, January 4, 2016 (UTC)~

She knocked softly on Orla's door and opened it up, coming in with a tray. "Hey, sweetie," she said with a smile. "How're you feeling?"


OrlaWB
Órfhlaith Fleming-Ó Cléirigh 🌹 Sixth Year Hufflepuff 🌹 Mute 🌹 Adherent Mimosa
-"Trying to find my place in the world."
Hearing the door open, she turned to face it. She smiled weakly at her mother before having another coughing fit. "Th- throat h- h- hurts." She managed to say, voice hoarse from the sore throat. She tentatively reaches out for her throat, where a rash was appearing.
Shoot me an owl!  🌹 08:17, January 4, 2016 (UTC)


Katie M 2

Katie Mitchell Mitchell-Anderson Mum
-Owner of Mitchell's Interior Designs

 – 15:41, January 4, 2016 (UTC)~

She sat down on the edge of the bed, and moved Orla's hair out of the way so she could look at the rash, concern spreading over her features. "Well, I brought you some tea to help with your sore throat," she said, setting the tray down in front of Orla. "But that rash..."


OrlaWB
Órfhlaith Fleming-Ó Cléirigh 🌹 Sixth Year Hufflepuff 🌹 Mute 🌹 Adherent Mimosa
-"Trying to find my place in the world."
She brightened up a bit at the mention of tea, trying to sit up and ignore the dizziness that came with the action. "M- Mint?" She asked, referring to the tea her mother brought. She resisted the urge to scratch the rash on her neck, opting to focus on her mother and the tea.
Shoot me an owl!  🌹 09:53, January 5, 2016 (UTC)


Katie M 2

Katie Mitchell Mitchell-Anderson Mum
-Owner of Mitchell's Interior Designs

 – 15:51, January 5, 2016 (UTC)

She nodded. "I know that's what you like when you're not feeling well," she said, pouring Orla a cup and passing it to her.


OrlaWB
Órfhlaith Fleming-Ó Cléirigh 🌹 Sixth Year Hufflepuff 🌹 Mute 🌹 Adherent Mimosa
-"Trying to find my place in the world."
She gratefully took the cup of mint tea and took tentative sips, pausing only when she feels another cough come along.
Shoot me an owl!  🌹 21:26, January 5, 2016 (UTC)


Katie M 2

Katie Mitchell Mitchell-Anderson Mum
-Owner of Mitchell's Interior Designs

 – 21:36, January 5, 2016 (UTC)~

She gently smoothed Orla's hair. "I'll set up an appointment at St. Mungo's," she said. "That rash... is weird. You don't usually see that with the flu... or a cold."


OrlaWB
Órfhlaith Fleming-Ó Cléirigh 🌹 Sixth Year Hufflepuff 🌹 Mute 🌹 Adherent Mimosa
-"Trying to find my place in the world."
She nodded, tentatively reaching out a hand to touch the rash on her neck. "A- Allergy may- maybe?" She asked, referring to the rash.
Shoot me an owl!  🌹 21:55, January 5, 2016 (UTC)


Katie M 2

Katie Mitchell Mitchell-Anderson Mum
-Owner of Mitchell's Interior Designs

 – 21:59, January 5, 2016 (UTC)~

She cocked her head. "When we adopted you... they didn't say anything about you having allergies."


OrlaWB
Órfhlaith Fleming-Ó Cléirigh 🌹 Sixth Year Hufflepuff 🌹 Mute 🌹 Adherent Mimosa
-"Trying to find my place in the world."
She nods, understanding her mother's explanation. She wanted to say that maybe it's a first time allergy but her throat was getting hoarser the longer she speaks so she just sips her tea, hoping this... whatever she's experiencing right now would go away soon.
Shoot me an owl!  🌹 22:20, January 5, 2016 (UTC)


Katie M 2

Katie Mitchell Mitchell-Anderson Mum
-Owner of Mitchell's Interior Designs

 – 22:21, January 5, 2016 (UTC)

"You drink the tea... I'll send an owl to St. Mungo's and let them know we're coming tomorrow," she said. "If you get sick... well, I don't want you to turn into patient zero in the house, and end up with everyone sick. Better get to this thing early."


OrlaWB
Órfhlaith Fleming-Ó Cléirigh 🌹 Sixth Year Hufflepuff 🌹 Mute 🌹 Adherent Mimosa
-"Trying to find my place in the world."
She'd nod, drinking a bit more of the tea. It was really soothing her throat, but it didn't chase away that feeling of nausea. Looking up from the cup, she noticed black spots dancing in the corners of her eyes. She squinted at them, trying to see if they'd go away. They didn't. The next thing she knew, the world turned black and a faint crash was heard in the background.
Shoot me an owl!  🌹 04:13, January 6, 2016 (UTC)


Katie M 2

Katie Mitchell Mitchell-Anderson Mum
-Owner of Mitchell's Interior Designs

 – 04:16, January 6, 2016 (UTC)~

She had been headed toward the door when she heard the crash and she turned around as she watched Orla's teacup crash to the floor and Orla slump down. "Orla!" She rushed over to her daughter. Katie put her hands on her daughter's face, running her thumb over Orla's cheek, and with the other, smoothing hair away from her forehead. "Honey, can you hear me?"


OrlaWB
Órfhlaith Fleming-Ó Cléirigh 🌹 Sixth Year Hufflepuff 🌹 Mute 🌹 Adherent Mimosa
-"Trying to find my place in the world."
She was unresponsive.
Shoot me an owl!  🌹 04:19, January 6, 2016 (UTC)


Katie M 2

Katie Mitchell Mitchell-Anderson Mum
-Owner of Mitchell's Interior Designs

 – 04:21, January 6, 2016 (UTC)~

She pulled her wand from her pocket and pointed it at Orla's chest. "Rennervate!"


OrlaWB
Órfhlaith Fleming-Ó Cléirigh 🌹 Sixth Year Hufflepuff 🌹 Mute 🌹 Adherent Mimosa
-"Trying to find my place in the world."
Her eyes fluttered open and immediately flitted to her mom. "M- Mom...?" She tries to sit up, dizziness immediately halting her actions.
Shoot me an owl!  🌹 04:30, January 6, 2016 (UTC)


Katie M 2

Katie Mitchell Mitchell-Anderson Mum
-Owner of Mitchell's Interior Designs

 – 04:34, January 6, 2016 (UTC)~

She hugged Orla close. "You're okay. You're okay. But we're now going straight to St. Mungo's."


OrlaWB
Órfhlaith Fleming-Ó Cléirigh 🌹 Sixth Year Hufflepuff 🌹 Mute 🌹 Adherent Mimosa
-"Trying to find my place in the world."
Still in a daze, she just nodded. Being sick really does suck.... The room was still spinning a little so she flitted her eyes on her lap.
Shoot me an owl!  🌹 21:10, January 6, 2016 (UTC)


Katie M 2

Katie Mitchell Mitchell-Anderson Mum
-Owner of Mitchell's Interior Designs

 – 21:11, January 6, 2016 (UTC)~

She stood up and offered her hand to Orla. "Do you want me to just carry you while I Apparate us there? Or do you want to try standing?"


OrlaWB
Órfhlaith Fleming-Ó Cléirigh 🌹 Sixth Year Hufflepuff 🌹 Mute 🌹 Adherent Mimosa
-"Trying to find my place in the world."
"S -Stand." She replied before sliding down her bed. Is it common to make a lot of mistakes when you're sick? Because sliding down the bed to stand up is yet another mistake. The room began spinning around, prompting Orla to grab the bed for support.
Shoot me an owl!  🌹 21:16, January 6, 2016 (UTC)


Katie M 2

Katie Mitchell Mitchell-Anderson Mum
-Owner of Mitchell's Interior Designs

 – 21:18, January 6, 2016 (UTC)~

She reached out her hands to steady her daughter. "Are you sure? I can carry you, sweetie."


OrlaWB
Órfhlaith Fleming-Ó Cléirigh 🌹 Sixth Year Hufflepuff 🌹 Mute 🌹 Adherent Mimosa
-"Trying to find my place in the world."
"M'kay..." She replied, not trusting herself to nod. This sickness takes the cake of 'The Worst Sick Day Ever.'
Shoot me an owl!  🌹 21:21, January 6, 2016 (UTC)


Katie M 2

Katie Mitchell Mitchell-Anderson Mum
-Owner of Mitchell's Interior Designs

 – 21:25, January 6, 2016 (UTC)~

She gently put her arms under Orla's knees, and pulled her up in a cradle, without too much difficulty-- Orla had always been fairly small. She turned on the spot, headed for St. Mungo's.


Orla and Anyone[]

OrlaWB
Órfhlaith Fleming-Ó Cléirigh 🌹 Sixth Year Hufflepuff 🌹 Mute 🌹 Adherent Mimosa
-"Trying to find my place in the world."
She was supposed to get well... She was supposed to get well. But panicked thoughts were running in the young girl's mind as she stared at the small pool of blood in front of her. Was this supposed to happen...? She could feel herself getting dizzier by the minute and the rash on her neck was so tempting to scratch at. Mom was at St. Mungo's and Mum was off to work. She doesn't know if any of her siblings are home. She didn't make a move, just staring frozen at the bloody mess in front of her.
Shoot me an owl!  🌹 22:35, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

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OrlaWB
Órfhlaith Fleming-Ó Cléirigh 🌹 Sixth Year Hufflepuff 🌹 Mute 🌹 Adherent Mimosa
-"Trying to find my place in the world."
Hearing her older sister's voice, Orla turned to look at her, eyes clearly showing panic. "I- I cou- coughed a- an- and that," She pointed at the blood with a shaky hand. "J- Just came o- out." She stuttered out. "Am- Am I going to d-" Orla's words were cut off by another coughing fit, Orla covering her mouth. After the fit was over, she flitted her eyes on her hands. More blood. She whimpered, her whole body beginning to shake.
Shoot me an owl!  🌹 22:46, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

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OrlaWB
Órfhlaith Fleming-Ó Cléirigh 🌹 Sixth Year Hufflepuff 🌹 Mute 🌹 Adherent Mimosa
-"Trying to find my place in the world."
She took the blanket with shaky hands and attempted to smile gratefully at her sister, wiping the blood off her hands. The room spun as she stood up, but luckily she didn't fall over. Hearing her sister's words, she slowly nodded. This really isn't normal...
Shoot me an owl!  🌹 23:02, January 10, 2016 (UTC)

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