RUINING IT

When Robin wakes up, his head hurts. Like, a lot. He hasn't had a headache this bad since the first concert he went to. He was 14, with front row tickets—and on top of that, it was a rock band.

Robin stretches, rolling onto his back and staring at the ceiling. He blinks a few times as his eyes adjust to the brightness of the room. He becomes aware of two things, almost at once. One, he's not in his room. Two, he's really warm.

Robin frowns, sitting up and looking around. He recognizes that this is Jude's room, but he doesn't see the guy anywhere. He presses the back of his hand against his forehead, and yeah, he's definitely running a temperature.

Robin starts rubbing his head, trying to soothe the headache, and a second later the door opens.