Succession
Miyuki barreled into the room that she shared with Seika and Tochi, airheaded and full of energy as ever. Being the moron that she was, she didn’t notice at all that Tochi was feeling sick, and immediately flopped onto her roommate’s bed, acting ten years younger than her actual age.“Heya, Tochi-chan!” Miyuki giggled. She was in high spirits today - it was a day off, and she was hoping that she could finally have some time to spend with either Tochi or Seika, something that was rare in between all the lessons and concert preparations they went through. She had noticed that Tochi had been up all night, playing some sort of game on one of those reaaaaaaally old Playstation consoles, the type that people still used when humans lived on Earth. Frankly, Miyuki was surprised that the thing still ran. Nevertheless, she put the all-nighter to the reason for Tochi’s pale complexion…Or so she thought, until she tugged at Tochi’s hand to pull her out of bed and realised, alarmingly, that it was red-hot. She yelped and quickly put a hand to Tochi’s head, confirming with dread that the other girl had an extremely high fever, and it seemed to only be getting higher. “T-Tochi-chan! You have a really high fever! We need to go see a doctor!”
“Wha? No way! It’ll probably blow over soon enough,” Tochi quickly said; seeing a doctor meant confessing she stayed up all night playing games, which aside from the Retrostar performance, was probably the reason she ended up the way she was now.
“It’s probably just some stupid bug I picked up from the performance on Retrostar,” she told Miyuki, “Seriously- is it flu season or something? This sucks.”
“No way, I’m not believing that! This is serious!” Miyuki said, eyes wide in panic. “We’ve got to see Tsubasa, at least! She’ll know what to do!” Still in full-panic mode over the extremely high fever and burning skin of her friend, she literally picked Tochi up from the bed, an action that surprised even herself. The other girl felt as light as a feather…Or it was just the adrenaline rush from the panic. She realised that she had two choices: one, to carry her all the way to Tsubasa and hope that she didn’t drop Tochi on the way if her adrenaline rush ran out, or two, put the other girl back down and call Tsubasa over.
In her panic-mode, she of course chose the first option, which was clearly the stupid one of the two.
With the other girl in a precarious position in her arms, she flew over to the door, kicked it open with her foot, and rushed down the hallway, past a few other confused kenkyuusei and straight to the stairs, which anyone could see was a bad idea the way that she was carrying Tochi. Thankfully, she came to her senses just then and stopped running, putting Tochi down on the floor as gently as she could and kneeling down, panting. Worried, she put a hand to the other girl’s head, finding with alarm that she still had an extremely high fever.
