"I'm going to go get him. It's my job, as the Masozi Babysitter."

"Why doesn't Wei Ying have a babysitter?"

Good question.

"I'm sure you can appoint yourself his babysitter if you want to."

"Maybe I will."

"Fuck you."

"Personally, I'm glad that I'm so far from being a failchild that I not only don't have a babysitter myself but am a babysitter to others. My parents would be proud."

"We're not at graduation yet."

"There's no need to ruin a guy's day."

"Uh, guys, we need to go get Masozi."

"Oh, no, how was a-Ying the one that remembered that we needed to do something? Are you possessed by a ghost? Are you a mimic in human shape?"

"Fuck off! I can too remember things."

Nie Huaisang doesn't dignify this with an answer. "Wei Ying, Lan Wangji, come with me."

Masozi's door is closed. He does not immediately answer a knock or a yell. 

"Masozi! Open the door!"

"Do you think he went somewhere?"

"He can't have, not after the chewing out he got at lunch. --Masozi!"

There is, eventually, some sort of answering mumble but not one that's comprehensible through the closed door. Which remains closed. 

(It's not barricaded with the desk, though; Masozi was not at all in the mood to move furniture around earlier. It's actually not even locked.) 

"I'm coming inside to check on you," Nie Huaisang announces, and does so.

This is kind humiliating, actually, or at least it would be if Masozi were tracking the outside world much at all instead of curling up in a ball and holding as still as he can and vying by sheer force of will not to throw up again. He feels terrible and it keeps on going and to make matters worse, at one point he didn't react in time to reach the void wall and managed to puke on his bed. Which is why he's now lying backwards and diagonally on it. And also mostly naked, again, because Sophie's beautiful clothes did not deserve this, and he managed to stash them safely in the corner. 

He would try to see who's just come into his room but that would require moving, which, nope. 

Ooh, pretty naked boy.

Who is definitely super sick! Holy shit they have got to clean that up.

"I'll get Wen Qing."

"Wei Ying can you deal with this-- I have a sensitive stomach, it'll just make the problem worse--"

"Yeah, sure." He sits by Masozi. "Hey, Zaizai, you okay?"