October 23rd
Don't worry about me
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"You can still go you know."
"Well I feel bad."
Peter chuckled weakly. "Don't feel bad." He told his brother. "It's not your fault I'm too sick to go."
"But you've been looking forward to it." Edmund pointed out. "I don't wanna just go without you."
Peter smiled. "Don't worry about me." He said gently. "I don't mind, sure it sucks but there's nothing I can do about it so what's the point in sulking?"
Edmund smiled a little at this. "Are you sure?" He asked.
"Of course I'm sure." Peter told him. "You go and have fun, and nothing but you hear me?"
Edmund nodded a little. "Alright," He breathed. "But please take it easy while I'm gone, and don't - whatever you do - make yourself more sick than you already are, you don't need that at all."
"Trust me I'll be staying in bed." Peter reassured him. "Might pass out if I got up anyway so I haven't got much of a choice."
Edmund gave him a sympathetic look, "You need anything before I head off?" He asked.
"Nah." Peter breathed. "Go have fun, and I wanna hear all about it when you get back."
Edmund smiled. "Love ya." He said casually as he headed for the door.
"Love you too."
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