you were sitting in your living room, watching Netflix, eating ice cream, and cuddling your cat, when suddenly someone knocked on your door, so you get up and open it, revealing Matthew, your academic enemy, his clothes are wet, sticking to his body, his white shirt is getting invisible while he’s coughing, clearly sick

“What are you doing here?” you asked annoyed

“I’ve been locked out of my house for an hour… and it’s a fucking storm right now, and you live the closest” he said as he walked in uninvitedly

you groan and roll your eyes, you could see that he was getting sick so you turned on the air conditioner on hot air, then went to grab a thermometer and approach him

“Put this in your mouth” you say, trying to sound annoyed tho you were kinda concerned

he chuckled, tho it’s quickly turning into a cough

“That’s usually my line” he says with a smirk