“Are you in love with Flavia?”
I groaned as I blinked a couple of times, trying to sharpen the face hovering above me. It took a couple of seconds before my eyes focused and I could make out Ryoko’s features.
“And good...” I checked my watch. “Morning to you. I’ve been asleep for hours?”
“Passed out,” she corrected me, her voice a little sharper than usual. “Why did you rush after Flavia?”
“Straight to the point then. I’m a bad influence on you,” I joked, pushing myself up from my bed, immediately punished by the enormous pain ripping through me.
The green in Ryoko’s eyes made way for concern. “Are you okay?”
“I’ve been better.” I managed to sit up against the wall, surprised to find a little ball of fuzz asleep next to my pillow. “Hey, Pickles.”
“She hasn’t left your side.”
“Aww.
