The boy in teal ran through the streets, holding armfuls of stolen bread and apples. He ran through alleyways until he ducked under a hole in the wall, before shoving the food into a ruined wooden crate.

You laid on a mattress on the ground. A fever went through your whole body. Venti had made sure to take care of you as best he could. But without proper medical attention, your fever was getting worse.

Yellow fever. The deadly fever of the 1800’s

“Heya!! How’re you feeling today?!”