Where Gobo was thankfully turned out to have an easy answer. Perdita would find him in the bathroom, slumped miserably against one wall and with his limbs wrapped around her smallest trashcan, in which his head was partly draped as he slept. He didn't seem to have gotten sick, at least not yet, but that he was in here in the first place easily meant he didn't feel nearly well enough for anything else, either.
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