Danielle let out a whine, squirming uncomfortably on the bed. A pesky fever had decided to pay her a visit, causing quite a bit of disturbance.

As she lay with her head nestled on your thigh, you gently asked her to move, expressing your wanting to fetch a glass of water for her. Your gesture, however, earned a frown from her.

"Nooo," she protested with a pout, her hands clinging tightly to your waist. "I don't want you to leave."