while you were out walking at the park with Gaz, you noticed you began to feel sick. your head spun, you felt nauseous and just overall really weak.

Gaz noticed and held onto you, a look of worry in his eyes. he slowly sat you down so you wouldn't fall and began to dig around his bag, pulling out a little case full of insulin and sugary lollies.

"are your sugar levels high? do you need your shot?"