idk what to name this

chapter one

glues pov:

I woke up in a very unfamiliar place. I was lying in a bed with a white bed spread and white sheets, a white red and black checkered fluffy blanket placed on top of me. The pillows were also white and fluffy. The bed was very very comfy and warm - I didn't want to leave the bed. When I looked around some more, I noticed that the walls were a very soft gray and there was a desk full of lots of papers leaning on the wall in front of me. The papers on the desk were stacked and super organized. The whole room was impressively clean and organized. I looked to my left to notice  a big chalk board with unknown formulas written on it in very neat handwriting. Was I in nabla's room?

"Morning, sleepyhead. How did you sleep?"

Speak of the devil. Oh i remember now! I must have collapsed when I was talking to Nabla. How did I end up in Nabla's room though?

"Huh?? How did i get here? Wasn't I just outside?" I questioned, still not certain of the situation.

Nabla gave me a sad smile and say on the bed next me.

"I carried you here. You clearly haven't slept for days so I thought it would be best if I brought you here" Nabla explained, "Why haven't you been sleeping though?"

I shrugged, uncertain if I was ready to tell Nabla the truth.

"Haven't been able to. Too much on my mind."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Nabla offered.

I opened my mouth to answer before I sneezed.

"Bless you"

That was when Nabla noticed that I was violently shivering despite Nabla not looking like she was freezing.

"......Are you cold, Glue?" Nabla queried, her eyebrows raising in alarm
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"Y-yeah. Are you not cold?" I confusedly asked, still shaking.

"....Will you excuse me, Glue? i just need to get something"

[time skip]

no one's pov:
After about 10 minutes, Nabla sauntered back into her bedroom where Glue was deep in thought, a glass of hot cocoa in one hand and a thermometer in the other.

"Could you open your mouth real quick, darling? Say ahh"

Glue obeyed, now realizing why Nabla appeared to be so worried. Nabla pulled the thermometer out of Glue's mouth after about 10 seconds, looking at it with utter fear in her eyes. The thermometer read "103.4 degrees".

"Oh my blank. Glue, how long have you felt like this?"

Glue, realizing there was a glass of hot cocoa next to her, attempted to dodge the question.

"Thank you for the hot chocolate, Nabla !! It looks delicious!"

"No problem, I hope you enjoy it- wait don't change the subject! How long have you felt this sick??"

Glue pondered for a moment, trying to remember how she has been feeling for the past week.

"Uhhhh.....for about a week?" she answered, hesitantly.

"GLUE!! Why haven't you told anyone about this??? You could have put yourself in grave danger!!" Nabla interrogated.

Shocked by Nabla's shift in tone, Glue's eyes teared up. Feeling sick and slightly dizzy, Glue felt much more sensitive than normal. Usually, something like this wouldn't have made her react this way, but right now she was distraught by the fact that she had made her girlfriend mad. She was trying hard to stifle her tears to no avail - Glue broke down into soft and restrained sobs.