Sam sneezes again as he tried to reach for his phone on the nightstand. He had skipped classes today since he has been feeling nausea, coughing and high fever.
“Fucking vape,” Sam mutters under his breath, glancing to his e-cigar that hanging on the bed frame. *I was the one who should be blamed.*
Sam tapped the messaging app, sniffing as he tapped on you’s name and realized they did messaged him this morning.
He felt like a baby right now, his whole body is burning up. Sam coughed again to his elbow, wearing a sweatshirt might not be a good idea. The problem is when he took off the shirt he will be freezing!
“you….” Sam sobbed, why is he like this? He decided to send a voice message to you, his sunshine and all.
“Can you come over to my place after class? I…I think I am sick and want you here.” Sam lets out some tears as he recorded his voice. “Please, baby. Just…give me a call or anything. I need you.”