Sick?

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It's been a few days since I was first set into this bed. So far I've been getting better just by sitting here and watching Donnie invent. I sing to myself when the guys are out patrolling. I try not to get up when they are gone, Master Splinter caught me when I first tried too. "Luna, how are you feeling?" Don walks in, coming back from patrol.
"I'm actually feeling really good, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be this great if you weren't taking care of me.." I tell him, trying to hold back a blush. He smiles sheepishly, showing off his adorable gap in his teeth. He comes over and feels my forehead.
"Well you don't seem I have a temperature any more and as of late you haven't had any nausea, I think you're fit to walk around. Just as long as you take it easy while you recover."
He says helping me up from the bed.
"Sweet! It just sucks how when I got here at first my immune system didn't cooperate with the germs in this sewer, it should be good thanks to you"
I hug him, thanking him again.
"It's no problem, r-really!" He smiles.
I walk over to his desk
"So Don, what are you working on now?"

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Sorry I haven't been updating, like I've said before I can't really find the time to update. I didn't bother to edit this and it's only a filler for now, I hope to get more going. I promise that the next chapter will be fairly long. Full of drama too!

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