The prompt was to create a character around an illness we've had or have, and (try) and make it humourous.
Once upon a time Anghared had strep thoat. For three days and three nights she lay in her bed, fevered. And seeing spots.
The doctor said they were a result of the fever. Drink more fluids and don't worry, my love.
But the spots, they wouldn't go away.
Anghared saw them on the bus; she saw them on the train. In the halls of university; at band practice. Even on her favorite stray moggy.
Why fight it, she thought.
In a weekend her outside became as her inside. Spotted dresses; spotted shirts. Spotted shoes; spotted dog. Even her flat was spotted; large spots on the walls, smaller spots on the duvet and shower curtain.
Anghared lived in a kaleidoscope of spots.
And she lived happily ever after.