is it just me or does 2016 kinda feel like a fever dream?

• Like there was the big election that seemed like it was advertised way more than any other election we’d had before
• then there was the killer clown thing that we did nothing about
• that weird app between vine and tik tok was popular called musical.ly or something
• there were like no bigger artists that put out music (except for maybe Ariana grande I think) so we were just kind of bopping to weird rappy-hip pop songs that nobody really knew the names of the artists who made them
• I’m not even gonna start on the god awful make up trends I’m mean Jesus Christ
• everyone was still coping from the loss of one direction.

Like that was a weird ass year

Whumptober Day 15

“I am not the nurse here, but I don’t think that your forehead should be that warm,” Juliet says.

“I’m fine,” Anna giggles.

Juliet grabs the thermometer from Anna’s dresser and swipes it across Anna’s forehead. “103.2. You are not. Let’s get you back to bed.” Juliet lightly pushes Anna back until she sits on the bed in the center of the room.

Anna curls up in her blanket and her mood immediately sours. “But mommy, I’m scared.”

“I’m– What are you scared of?”
“The monster behind you!” Anna buries her face in her pillow.

Juliet takes out her phone to ask Kai about what she was almost certain of–she needs to take Anna to the hospital.

Whumptober 2021, for the prompt fever [dreams] (no.15)