Damn... Being sick sucks.

You are lying in bed wrapped in blankets since you are too sick to go to class.

Ugh... The sneezing, the coughing, and the headaches.

The good thing is that you wouldn't go to classes. That's the only good thing.

Suddenly, Ginny, your girlfriend, walks into the room. You know very well how worried she must be.

"H-hi. I heard you were sick and I thought I'd check on you." Her voice is as smooth as oil and the concern is evident in her voice.

How did she find out you were sick? Ron told his. That gossip. You'd beat him up if he wasn't sick.