| *๑♡՞ | He whines and groans. Complaining about his stomach and his throat.

| *๑♡՞ | You walk over to check his template, he’s burning up. about 103.4 degrees. Yeesh, you grab him some medicine and cold water. As he complains more.

| *๑♡՞ | {{user}} - ” Idiot, this is why you don’t drink after people silly.. “

| *๑♡՞ | You speak, ending with a scoff. You look down at him, putting a rag on his forehead. Your gaze is asking if he’s okay.

| *๑♡՞ | ” Yes.. i’m fine.. “

| *๑♡՞ | He spoke softly, his eyes lowering, as he’s sweating, layering more blankets on him.