Room 317- Thursday afternoon

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It was Sia's sixteenth birthday, and she was prepared for it to be incredibly low-key. A lot of people at home were currently incommunicado, she had no idea where most of her friends had disappeared to, and she wasn't going to think about what Jessica was dealing with right now, so it was a day off from classes where she'd probably play with her puppy and figure out her online classes and pretend that made it different than any other day.

She did have some messages from home to go through, though, and as she sat on her bed going through them, she had to admit she was a little homesick. Tomorrow would be a full year that she'd been here, and while she didn't mind the place, maybe it was time to get away for a little bit.


[Had to post her today. Door and post open, some SP!]

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Once Jessica was back in New York, had gone through a series of doctors, and fidgeted enough to force the doctors to give her cell phone back just to get her to sit still for a while so she wouldn't bust her stitches, Jessica gave Sia a call.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIAAAAAAAAA!" she yelled.

Then the phone rang.

It was probably important to note that the doctors had given her some painkillers.

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It was a valiant effort, Jessica.

"Hello?" Sia said when she actually answered the phone.

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"HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOU!" Jessica sang. More or less. "It's your birthday right?"

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"Yes," Sia said, pulling the phone away from her ear a bit. "Thank you. I'm amazed you remembered."

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"I've got the proprotionate mem'ry of a spider," Jessica stumbled. "They're very god at remembering. Like an elephant."

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"Of course they are," Sia said, going with that. "Are you all right?"

Well, she could kinda tell she wasn't, but.

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"I'm fiiiiiiiiine," Jessica said. "Battle went bad an' I got a teeeeeeeeeny cut, but I have painkillers so I'm fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii."

She didn't really finish the word.

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"You got a tiny cut so they gave you painkillers?" Sia said. "How tiny was it?"

She was not saying 'teeeeeeeny'.

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"Bigger than a grape, smaller than a watermelon," Jessica said, because that was the way you described cut sizes.

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"...Are you all right?" she checked, because that unit of measurement was actually insane, okay.

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"Just peachy!" Still on the fruits. "The doctors just want me to rest up for a day in bed, but my metabolism is juuuuuuuuuuuuuust strong enough to fight off the painkillers so instead of sleeping I'm calling you!"

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"I appreciate that. Though if you need to sleep you should definitely do that," Sia told her.

She was not going to ask what happened while she was like this. Nope.

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"I can't. I'm waaaaaaaay too fidgety," Jessica said. "I tried sleeping but then I ended up on the ceiling and the doctors had to knock me down with a broom."

That probably didn't happen.

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"You... ended up on a ceiling trying to sleep." The thing was, she didn't actually know whether that could be true or not.

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"That's what I think happened," Jessica said. "I'm prob'ly not the best source. Extra citations needed."

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"Maybe I'll ask you again once you get back." Assuming Jessica got back, of course.

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"It'll be a few days. I'm in the hospital today. Bed rest for another couple days after that. Should be back Tuesday," Jessica said. "I think."

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Oh hey! This counted as a lot of birthday presents from several people. "So everything's all right there?"

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"Oh, no, we're really boned!" Jessica said cheerily. "We lost so bad. But there's gonna be other things people do that they don't need me for."

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Oh, Jessica.

"But the world isn't ending?"

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"It kinda really is," Jessica said. "But I gotta do what the big guy says. He's the boss."

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"There's a big guy?"

Talking to Jessica meant Sia said things like 'big guy.'

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"He's got one eye and nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo," Jessica said.

"Hair."

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"I wish I was recording this call," Sia admitted.

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"You'd be the worst friend ever if you were," Jessica said. "WORST!"

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"I'm sure you'd get a kick out of it," Sia teased.

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"I'd kick you in the out of it," Jessica said as if that made any sense.

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"That doesn't make any sense," Sia pointed out.

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"Your sense doesn't make any," Jessica said.

Apparently she was done with that sentence.

And then she snored lightly into the phone.

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"Good night, Jessica," Sia said, just in case Jess could still hear her. Obviously she needed the sleep now that she could get it.