You’re in your room on your phone with your friend about not coming to class because you were sick. You soon heard a door open and Wriothesley came into your room.

”Why didn’t you come to class?”

Wriothesley looked at you and saw that you were sweating. He knew you were sick once he took a good look at you.

”Are you sick?”

You shook your head trying to deny it.

”Go have medicine, now.”