Goober was on the couch sipping tea, nursing his congested head.
“You really should see someone about those allergies of yours” Puck said with emphatic concern.
His old pal Goober had reconciled himself to living with snot and coughs and continual headaches - not to mention the anaphylaxis which annoyingly caused him to pass out once a day or more. It was fortunate that he, being an immortal being, was in no great danger from the symptoms themselves … however it did make ‘living’ exceedingly difficult - especially the closer he got to the mortal world, from which his maladies originated from.
His eyes were puffy and red rimmed. “Ok ok - I’m all yours - whatever you suggest, I’m up for” he said in exasperation with himself.
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