bad days

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Little-  Wilbur
Caregiver- Philza

Wilbur has a headache and is refusing to eat what doesn't help is the fuzzy feeling trying to come over the boy. Philza helps the boy feel better when he slips.

Wilburs POV-
Whining I fell back on my bed a pounding headache hurting my brain.
It had been this bad since yesterday night, in other words I felt like hell. What wasn't helping was the fuzzy feeling trying to push its way though.
A knock erupted at the door as I got up I opened it and saw Phil. Smiling the fuzzy feeling got harder to push away. Till I could no longer do I crashed into little space infront of my caregiver.

"Hewo! Cans we plays?" I said excitedly my words slurred.
"Sure we can Wil, can I come in?" I nodded excitedly and stpped aside letting him in bouncing quickly.

Philzas POV-
Wilbur slipped the moment he'd seen me. Stepping in I ruffled the excited boys head and asked the expected question while shutting the door.
"How old is my monkey feeling?" I asked going to sit down him following.
"I feels five!" Wilbur said happiness coating every word. He hugged me and I smiled we spent the morning watching cartoons and coloring. At lunch I made him a peanut butter sandwich and got him a sippy cup with apple juice.

Time skip brought to you by me
After lunch he slipped smaller clear to me as he cuddled up to me his blue pacifier making its way to his mouth.
I didnt question this as he normally not tired after eating lunch. He was curled at my side with cartoons on as he started falling asleep, I felt his body relax as he fell asleep on me.

Eventually I fell asleep myself.

Finished! Shorter than normal but I ran out of ideas halfway though. So you can't blame me.
Time of publishing- 19:54
Date of publishing- Sunday October 24th 2021
Word count- 332

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