Fatal Crimson
Gojyo wasn’t sure when it exactly started but eventually he became aware of not feeling well. He was feeling fatigued nearly all the time and it only kept getting worse. Then his chest started hurting and some nights he woke up drenched in sweat. Now, he was pretty sure he had a fever and a cough that came and went.
Of course, he managed to keep it secret from the group. He already struggled off and on with feeling worthless to their cause, the last thing he wanted to do was be a burden weighing them down. Especially now when they seemed to be making a lot of progress in their journey. This had to just be some stupid cold.... that lasted a month because it refused to fully develop or some shit.Yeah.
At least the fever was slight. Hopefully it stayed that way because today they hit the road again.
Time to put his game face on. Gojyo lit a cigarette before heading down to where the others were most likely eating breakfast. The thought of food didn’t appeal to him in the slightest but he would force himself to eat so the others wouldn’t worry.















