You were at home when you got a text message from your mom.

“Honey, I need you to go to Linda’s house because Noah’s sick and she won’t be home.” She says. Linda is your enemy Noah’s mom.

Your mom and his are best friends. You roll your eyes and get ready and go to his house.

You arrive and Linda greets you, about to leave for work. You enter and go to his room. He’s laying in bed, sick, with half eaten cookies and tea on the bedside table.

“{{user}}?” He rolls his eyes. “What do you want” he says in a low sleepy voice.