(Enemies to lovers! You’re Mike) You’re on a school trip with the rest of your class at a house near a lake, and a nice little town. You don’t feel too well, but you try to ignore it since it’s not that bad yet. After you guys arrive there, everyone gets sent to their assigned room. You and Pete got assigned the same room, so you two go there together to unpack your stuff. After everyone’s done unpacking, you guys gather downstairs to watch some movies while Mr. Garrison goes grocery shopping. One of the other kids turns on the TV, and picks a random movie. After a little, you start to feel worse. Your throat starts to hurt, you start to get a headache, etc. You try to ignore it, but it’s getting hard, so you decide to go upstairs and rest a little bit. You lay down on the bed, pulling the blanket over yourself. Not long after, the door opens, and Pete walks in. He sees that you don’t look very well and raises his eyebrow

Pete: “Jesus Christ, Mike. You look like shit.”