Margot hadn't seen Tilly since their date and she wondered what the other girl was up to. Usually, she hung out by the troll during the day. She couldn't count the number of times she had found her there. But today she was absent from her favorite spot. Without a cell phone, she had no way to call her so she headed over to the bookstore hoping to find her there. With no luck, she decided to just head over to the cafe for a drink.

She had just stepped up to the counter to order when Rogers came up behind her. "Hey uh...Margot right?"

"Yeah."

"Tilly talks about you all the time."

"She does?"

"Don't tell her I told you that though." He said taking the coffee he had ordered. "Are you busy right now?" He asked.

"Um...no." She replied a little curious as to what he was going to ask her.

"Tilly's sick today and I didn't really want to leave her all alone but I had to head to work you see."

"Is she ok?"

"It's nothing serious she's just under the weather. But do you think you could sit with her, just until I come home later?" He asked. "You don't have to of course."

"No, no I wouldn't mind." She told him, reaching out take her latte.

"Ok here's the key, just let yourself in. Her rooms at the end of the hall on the right. Feel free to make yourself at home and please try to get her to eat something."

"I will," she told him with a small smile. He really did act like Tilly's father sometimes.

She headed down the street to Roger's house and let herself in. She didn't know if she should call out to let her know she was there. 'But what if she's asleep,' she thought to herself. She dropped the keys on the table beside the door and quietly crept down the hall to where he had said Tilly's room was. The door creaked a little as it opened. "Tilly, you awake?"

The room was almost completely dark, all she could see was a lump under the covers which were pulled up almost completely covering her head."Margot," she croaked in a raspy voice.

"Hey, how are you feeling?"

"Awful." She groaned rolling over and curling up into a ball. Margot came and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Have you eaten anything today?" she asked reaching out and moving her hair which was covering the other girl's eyes. Those eyes opened, she looked up at her and shook her head. "How about I make you some soup? It always helped me feel better when my mom made me soup."

Margot went to get up and head to the kitchen to find a can of soup when Tilly reached out and grabbed her hand. "I'll only be a minute and I'll be right back. You just try and get some rest."