[for preppedandprimed]

[ He'd not thought anything of it, when he'd eaten the curry that had been left in the fridge. It had been something simple enough for even him to deal with, cooking-wise, given that Tron and Chris were away for the weekend.

Only, now he feels... odd. Too hot, his clothes too tight. Everything's coming through like it's delayed, his vision blurring in and out of focus and his hearing like he's underwater.

(he doesn't understand)

Staggering out of his room, he heads towards Michael's.

(he can't think enough to remember why that's bad)

(he just needs someone) ]

Michael?

Michael!