2059 Role Play Thead.

Chloe went over to the window and looked out. She sighed and leaned against the wall next to it.

You want some food? He said as he approached her.

She looked at him.
I'm alright, thanks. Not hungry, thanks anyway.
She smiled.

Gerald frowned. You haven't eaten Chloe.

Chloe's smile vanished.
I'm not hungry, seriously. In fact, I feel a little sick.

Gerald sighed and walked back to his room.

Chloe watched him go then looked out the window again. She wasn't hungry, and she did feel sick. She sat down on the floor and stared at her knees.

Gerald reached for some painkillers for that fading, but still painful, head wound he had. He didn't realise himself taking the sleeping pills instead and silently collasped onto the bed.

()

Chloe rested her forehead on her knees and looked at her stomach. She was lost in her own little world of imagination, where there was no virus, her family was alive and she was with them.

Gerald only realised the drowsiness a few minutes later and quickly fell unconscious

( again!)

Chloe closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of seeing her family smiling again. She sighed and smiled a little.

Gerald was in complete light. Somewhere not too far away 'Brown girl in the ring' by Boney M was being played. Oh god He groaned as it repeated for a third time.

Chloe almost laughed out loud as she saw Jack trip over their dad's out-stretched foot.

Gerald got up looking the source of the music. There was only enless whiteness. Shut up!!! He shouted. He frowned as the music changed to 'Bananaphone' by Raffi.

Chloe's head snapped up. Was Gerald shouting? She stood up and wandered over to his door.
Gerald?
She knocked on.

Gerald lay still and quiet in reality but in his mind he was going absolutely mental. 'Bananaphone' was on its fifth repeat and he felt like his head was ripping open.

(I love that song, btw!)

Chloe knocked again, a little louder.
Gerald, you okay in there?

( lool but imagining it booming inside your head and around you continously over and over. xD)
He was still silient in real life but his dream was quite the opposite. He had taken to thrashing about and constantly swearing. He banged the floor and ran about furiously.

(I think I'd go crazy!)

Chloe poked her head round the door and saw him on the bed.
Sorry, she whispered. Didn't realise you were asleep. I'll go!
She closed the door slowly and walked away from the door.

Gerald suffered for two more hours, listening to 'Bananaphone again and again and it still didn't stop.

(Sorry, but )

Chloe had sat down on the sofa. She was now asleep, with her head resting on the arm of the sofa. She breathed in deeply, her arm rested on her stomach, while the other laid by her side. Her hair had fallen over her face.