[ Whoops indeed. Otome's up and going over her notes, but when she walks into the main area and there's no breakfast smells - shamefully, she's almost gotten used to this being a daily thing - she can immediately tell that something's amiss.
She's at least nice enough to knock on the door first before she opens it, whether he answers in the affirmative or not. But spotting the miserable blanketed lump, she's quick to go go over there and drop to her knees beside the bed. Just one look tells her enough, but to make absolutely sure... ]
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She's at least nice enough to knock on the door first before she opens it, whether he answers in the affirmative or not. But spotting the miserable blanketed lump, she's quick to go go over there and drop to her knees beside the bed. Just one look tells her enough, but to make absolutely sure... ]
Let me feel your forehead.