"I just want to-- hhhhh-- go back to my room," he whines pathetically, sounding like he's on the verge of tears. Unfortunately, his room is in the opposite direction of where he was originally heading.

He sneezes into the crook of his arm through his mask then coughs some more. Ughhh, he doesn't want to be SEEN like this in front of Merlin "Bad Vibes, Cool Aura" Pletcher. It takes all his willpower not to give a very wet sniffle to relieve the dripping he starts to feel.

"Shower, sleep. Maybe die. I'm giving up on my goal."