The Note. Where will it lead you? (not accepting, too full)

[twofrogsinacoat]

:Andrew:

I bit my lip and glanced at Marcas and Phill.

:Reagan:

I still leaned against Aaron, my head resting gently against his arm. "No, really, I'm fine, don't worry about it," I said, coughing again.

[AwsomeSauceXD]

"I think you should go lie down." Aaron said.

Phill shrugged, but Marcas looked calm as ever.

[twofrogsinacoat]

:Reagan:

I frowned slightly and looked at him. "But I'm fine."

(where are they again? I forgot xD)

[AwsomeSauceXD]

(A large hotel room in Hollywood with a couple bedrooms and a small balcony.)

"you may think so, but I agree with Aaron. It'd be a good idea for you to get sone rest." Marcas said, putting his hand on her shoulder.

[twofrogsinacoat]

(Okay thanks [= )

:Reagan:

I sighed and slowly got to my feet, feeling dizzy. However, I managed to navigate my own way to a bed in the room and flopped back on it without much grace.

[AwsomeSauceXD]

Aaron watched worriedly. How could she have gotten sick so suddenly? He wanted to follow, but figured it would just prevent Reagen from getting any rest.

[twofrogsinacoat]

:Reagan:

"Can someone come over here with me?" I asked softly, scooting up to the pillows. I laid back on them, feeling sick.

[AwsomeSauceXD]

"uh...sure!" Aaron said, walking into the room and sitting o the bed beside Reagen.

[twofrogsinacoat]

:Reagan:

I smiled lightly at Aaron. "Thanks," I murmured, then closed my eyes.

[AwsomeSauceXD]

"No problem..." Aaron said, leanig against the headboard of the bed.