My Roommate is in high demand:
An'na had moved from her bedroom to the living room in her fight against the common cold. Ludwig made sure that her little area on and around the couch was fully stocked while he was at work. Tissues, cold medicine, a waste basket (in case she had to throw up), her favorite blanket, orange juice, a thermometer, cold compress and, against his pharmaceutical advise, ice cream was all laid out on the table within reaching distance.
She'd called him several times at work. She had question, mainly because Ludwig asked her to call. So, when he came home, Ludwig was hardly surprised to find Feliciano there. An'na had had a number of visitors apparently; even Daniel and her mother came by. At the moment, the Italian was sitting opposite his roommate on the floor, chatting away about something he'd come in to late in the conversation to understand. An'na, much to his relief, looked better than when he left her in a bundle of blankets this morning. Color returned to her cheeks, though her face was partially hidden by the hood of her bright orange 'Reese's Pieces' sweatshirt. She was smiling, and even though her voice was scratchy due to congestion, his roommate seemed to be getting better.
"So what's this about America?" he asked. Removing his glasses and white coat, he reached for the thermometer, checking the last temperature reading. At 99.2 degrees, it was down from this morning.
"An'na's job called about an internship," Feliciano started first, "There is a position open for anyone to study…study…" He paused and looked up, "What was it again?"
"Arts in Medicine, "An'na finished with a tissue to her nose.
Ludwig nodded, taking a seat by her on the sofa. "What exactly does it entail?' He placed the thermometer back on the table, making sure not to touch any of the scattered, discarded tissues.
An'na situated herself so that she was facing him, "It's at Texas Children's Cancer and Hematology Centers in Houston, Texas. It's more like a training session in inpatient and outpatient settings that gives you more ideas of how to use the arts to encourage the development of coping skills in children with cancer and blood disorders."
"For how long?" Ludwig asked as he stretched his legs under the table. An'na shrugged and pulled her knees up to her chest.
"They didn't say yet." She answered and tossed the used tissue on the table with the rest.
"We were talking about whether it was a good idea to go or not," Feliciano cut in once again and his roommate nodded in agreement.
"Well," Ludwig inquired, "What do you think?" He turned to face An'na and she twisted her lip and shrugged.
"Don't know yet,"
A/N: I was totally eating Resse's Pieces when I wrote this! A nod of recognition to my awesome beta ,SeraSearaSpin. She, I hope she is a 'she'. Otherwise, I apologize for assuming your gender although I'm pretty sure you might be a girl. Anyways, yes, thank you for like everything! Seriously, she's (possibly he but who cares about technicalities?) is freaking awesome!