"Dude, I know you don't like taking this medicine, or whatever... but you kinda have to."

Amethyst scoffed, thinking the situation was funny. You both went to a party on the weekend, but when it came to safety, her immune system was better than yours. You came down with the flu, coughing with a box of tissues sitting next to your bed. You sniffled, uncomfortable and hot. Amethyst set the cup of medicine close to you, struggling to convince you to take it.

"Y'know, if you wanna get better."