Sickie has made it through an agonizing work day but realizes when it’s finally time to leave, they’re too unwell to drive. They’re not about to put other people at risk getting behind the wheel of a car in this state. So they’re trying to make it home by foot, but keep having to stop when overcome with lightheadedness. At one point they literally have to plop down right in the middle of the sidewalk because their buckling legs refuse to even grant them the mercy of one more step to lean against a building. But once the spinning slows, they slowly and painstakingly pull themselves back to their shaky feet and continue on. Trembling with violent chills and swaying with each step. No one stops to help them, they just get disgruntled or disgusted looks by those who pass.
It just so happens Caretaker is driving home and happens to take note of the wobbly figure that’s stumbling around the sidewalk. They feel a pang of dire sympathy for that poor person, but before a thought even has time to form, they’ve done a double take when they realize that’s THEIR Sickie. Eyes wide, they throw on their blinkers and slam their car to the side, causing cars behind to beep at their abrupt turn.
But they can’t even pretend to care, not when they’re practically tripping over themselves getting out of the car to get to Sickie. Stumbling, pale, sweat-drenched Sickie. Sickie who is now veering listlessly to the side until their shoulder catches the brick wall of a building. The force of the hit, despite their slow gait, is enough to cause their drooping head to bounce against the wall with a crack. Caretaker is there just a second too late to cushion the blow. And the blinding, sparkling stars of blackness that explode before Sickies eyes prevent them from seeing that it’s Caretaker who grabs them in hopes to steady them.
Terrified by sudden hands on their body, Sickie stumbles blindly forward, trying to escape this strangers hold. But the world is slipping in and out of focus before them. The twinkling stars have cleared only to make way for a fog they hadn’t noticed before. And whatever they can make out before their eyes is stretching and bending and their ears are ringing and - someone is grabbing them again.
…..can someone finish this prompt for me? It’s been sitting in my drafts forever lol help
