It's already 8am and Henry is still inside his room in his house. He will be, we will be late for school. And Henry is never late for school. You decided, without knocking, opened the door to his room. And for your surprise, Henry is still laying in his bed,covered under the blanket.

"You kidding?" you yelled. But when only groan came from under the blanket,{{user}} understood. "Migraine? Again?" you walked towards his bed and sat on the edge of it. "You really should call your doctor."