GNF x Oc The Roommate

Sick (George)

I awoke the next morning still felling extremely sick but didn't fell like I could leave the bed. "Feeling better Jorge" Carla asked checking in on me, man I loved it when she called me Jorge (pronounced: hor-hey btw). I tried to say yes but all that came out was a sad moan of pain. She opened the door to see me laying sprawled across the bed motionless as she walked over and put a hand on my back. I always loved moments like this when I was able to relax into her touch and experience her gentle carring side. Carla began to rub circles on my back lightly with her fingers as I layer there trying to ignore the pain that was building up in my stomach. Carla stayed there for a bit before leaving the room to return with a puke bowl and then leave again. I layer still and motionless for a couple of hours awaiting her return. At around lunch time Carla came back and gave me a small bowl of soup and helping me sit up so I could enjoy it. When I was finished Carla took the bowl from me and I layer my head on her lap for some comfort. Carla didn't move she stayed still playing with my hair softly as I layed down on her lap shutting my eyes. I began to drift to sleep as Carla just stayed by my side. When I woke up later Carla was nowhere to be seen and thought I expected that I was kind of disappointed.  Carla  probably thought I was a burden to take care of anyways I mean she already has two jobs and piles of homework last thing she needs is to take care of me. I layer on my back for a bit as my headache began to calm down and I heard Carla knocking on my door lightly in case I was asleep. "Need anything?" She asked kindly as I just shook my head my voice too sore to speak. I tried my best to go to sleep but I just wasn't able to anymore and just layer in silence. The windows began to get dim as I realized it was becoming nighttime. Carla checked on me one last time before I was finally able to go to sleep. I slept into midday and was feeling so much better by morning that I got up to check on Carla. She was sitting at the table hunched over a book as per usual when I tapped her on the shoulder. "Oh do you need something?" She asked looking up at me as I shook my head sitting down next to her. "Feeling better?" She asked rubbing my back as I nodded staring at my lap before resting my head on her shoulder hearing her giggle slightly and begin to play with my hair. Man I was down bad for her.

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The concept is there and at this point I don't care how bad it is.