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Pretty in.... Pink?
By : victoria82
Category: +1 through F > Daria
Views: 4738 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own Daria, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
“Room 144...” Daria muttered to herself as she found the door and walked through it. What she heard next almost made her dart back the other way.
“Hey, Daria...” A familiar raspy but weakened voice spoke.
She swallowed hard and approached the bed. “Trent?” And indeed it was Trent. He looked pale, fragile and yet somehow still gorgeous enough to tie her usually cutting tongue into a useless knot. “What... er brings you here?”
“The doc’s pretty sure it’s bacterial pneumonia. He thinks it is anyway.” Trent coughed. It sounded really bad. Daria winced.
“Did you need something?”
Trent gestured over to a pitcher and plastic cups a few feet from the bed. “Drink of water would be nice.”
Daria poured him one and brought it over.
“Thanks.” He took what seemed meant to be a long swallow but then grimaced as if in pain and stopped. “I’m sure glad you’re here now... I’ve spent the past few days being ‘nursed’ by the fashion club.” He fell into another harsh coughing fit.
“Ouch.” Daria said not sure if she meant the fit or his description of the volunteer nursing staff. Probably both.
Trent nodded. “Yeah. Each of them has their own particular... bedside manner. Whatsername... Sandi just stands in the doorway daring you to actually ask her to do something. Stacy... she’s fine until she starts crying or hyperventilating.... or talking. And Tiffany.... ‘does the uniform make me look fat... does the uniform make me look fat?’ A little more of that and I’ll need the psych ward.” He coughed again, worse than before after this long speech. His pale face turned red as he struggled to sit up.
“Here.” Daria eased him into a more upright position. He was hot to the touch through the hospital issued night shirt but as he sat up and caught his breath, Daria felt him shivering.
“Chills?”
Trent nodded. “Yeah... it’s weird. I know I’ve got a fever of like 103.6 but.... shit I’m cold.”
“It’s the contrast between your body temperature and the air around you.” Daria explained but knew her usual intellectualization wasn’t going to help any. “You want some hot tea?”
He turned and looked at her as if not quite believing what she said at first. “Please.”
************
“So, Quinn’s cousin or whatever,” Sandi said.
Daria ignored her and pressed the button on a hot water dispenser. A steaming stream filled a white ceramic mug and began steeping the contents of a bag of green tea.
Sandi continued as if Daria had responded. “A fashion club emergency has come up and we want you to take the next ring as well if one comes up before we’re finished.”
“Sorry, no can do.” Daria added a few drops of honey then stirred. “I just came down to get a cup of tea for the patient you sent me to last time.”
“What?” Sandi’s mouth dropped at an odd angle.
“I know this is a foreign concept to you, helping others.” Daria said before turning to leave.
************
Daria threw out the used tea bag and handed the mug to Trent. His long fingers wrapped around it and he took a long, slow sip of the contents. A great deal of tiredness and tension seemed to lift from his face. “Thanks, Daria. I really needed this.” He smiled at her, looking a bit more like himself.
Daria blushed. “I’m glad a simple cup of tea could do so much good.”
Trent shook his head. “It’s not just the tea.”
“Oh...” Daria looked at the clock to hide the slightly deeper shade of crimson her cheeks had just turned and sighed. “Looks like my shift’s done with.”
“Too bad visiting hours are over as well.” Trent commented.
“Yeah I could change back into my street clothes and come back as your friend.” Daria joked. “You think it would fool the staff?”
Trent chuckled and coughed. Despite the tea it still sounded rough. “Probably. But you don’t need to change.”
“What, you like this dorky uniform?”
“Yeah.... you look pretty in pink.”
“Trent you do realize I’ve got access to dangerous chemicals and syringes, right?”
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