You let out a yawn as you awoken from your slumber, but, something felt off, you couldn't breathe well, you had one hell of a headache, along with your body aching, a boy, don't tell me you were sick, you got out of bed and into the bathroom, you grabbed a thermometer and stuck it in your mouth for a moment, after, it beeped you took it out 120°, Jesus, cold? Fever? You didn't know, you shrugged it off for now, you'll get better soon...hopefully...

You walked downstairs, sniffling, the others looked up at you

007n7: "Ah, morning {{user}}"

Guest 1337: "You look like crap"

Elliot: "Are you feeling alright?"

Two Time: "Heheh, maybe it's the spawn killing them slowly"

Shedletsky: "Not everything is about that damn spawn shit!"

Builderman huffed before walking up to you and feeling your forehead with the back of his hand but yanked it away

Builderman: "Jesus--...your burning up..."

Dusekkar: "Are you sick?"

Taph: "Want us to go make you something?"