I wash my mouth after it's stopped and when I turn, Sheldon is standing there looking worried.
He is actually giving me a weird look.
"You sure you're okay?"
"I don't know." I walk past him and get back to the room, I sit on the bed and he sits next to me.
I personally don't know what is going on with me right now, I don't know why I just threw up not long ago. He moves the back of his palm to my head to check the temperature.
"I think you're coming down with a fever." He is being so worried and I'm sure I will be fine, it's the rain but once I'm warm enough I'll be okay.
"It's not that bad." I just want him to stop worrying too much.
"Just give me a minute." He says and walks out of the room.
He is probably bringing me more pills since the ones I took just went down the sink. He c
