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[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

Quarantined, not that anyone would notice.

[Social butterfly, he is not.]

Leave offerings of cigarettes and love with Mello. Wait, make that oatmeal instead of love.

[If you listen carefully, you can probably hear the sound of him TRYING TO SCRATCH HIS SKIN OFF.]

Christ...


((OOC: Matt has a a pox upon him!))

Comments

[makerofimage.livejournal.com]

Ew.

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

Just about sums it up.

[makerofimage.livejournal.com]

[His eyes look from the screen to the door, back to the screen and then moves to lock it.]

Oatmeal for the itch. I'll see what I can do. Just don't expect a personal delivery. No sir.

[He's never had the chicken pox and doesn't plan on getting them either. And on goes a medical mask.]

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

Well, there is that spot on my back that I can't reach...

[makerofimage.livejournal.com]

[His eyes roll back in disgust. The mask covers his mouth now and just the thought of those blisters didn't sound good at all. A visible shudder and a gloved hand reaches for his mouth and darts off.]

GROSS!!

[In Person]

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[Mello had chicken pox as a three year old back in Germany, lucky for him. He smacks Matt's hand away]

No scratching.

[In Person]

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

[Matt winces, not from the smack, but because it still itched.]

Do me a favor. Set me on fire.

[In Person]

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[Mello rolls his eyes]

Don't be retarded.

[Not that he couldn't do it. He lights Matt's cigarette for him with a snap and looks a little proud of himself.]

Take off your shirt.

[He's got a bottle of calamine lotion with your name on it]

[In Person]

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

[Matt blinks, the tip of his cigarette glowing red as he takes a hard drag. But for once he doesn't mind putting it down.

He pulls his shirt off over his head and scoots closer.]

It's the white kind and not the pink, right?

[always1truth.livejournal.com]

I'm really sorry! I tried to keep it from spreading.

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

Only so much you can do, man. This is what this shit does.

[always1truth.livejournal.com]

I tried to just stay in my room, but I had... a visitor that wouldn't leave when I told her too.

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

Guess that would be our little outbreak monkey.

[Video]

[my-own-friend.livejournal.com]

Well, that looks rather unpleasant. I feel for you, dear.

[Video]

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

[Hot blond alert.]

You could always scratch my back.

[Video]

[my-own-friend.livejournal.com]

[Who has a boyfriend. Back home >>]

Mmm. Tempting though that offer is, I'd rather not.

Re: [Video]

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

[He has a boyfriend in the room. He just can't resist the lines.]

If you change your mind, I'll be here all week.

What am I doing, I should be studying -_-

[finalarbiter.livejournal.com]

[Guess who has never had chicken pox and doesn't intend on getting it anytime soon? Light takes one look at the feed and raises an eyebrow, face wrinkled in not-so-subtle distaste.]

Don't you look pathetic.

[He'll be locking his door now.]

XD

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

At least I have an excuse.

[finalarbiter.livejournal.com]

An excuse? No, quite the opposite really. The pustules are an improvement.

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

Was really talking about you. See, my pustules will go away. But you're stuck with being you.

[searchformysin.livejournal.com]

Quarantined?

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Didn't have chicken pox when I was younger.

[A pause.]

Got 'em now.

[searchformysin.livejournal.com]

I've never heard of them before.

[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

Then you'll definitely wanna keep your distance.