semi-automatic ; j.d

twenty five ; ginger ale cough drops

everyone is sick.

well, okay, mia isn't sick, but everyone else is. everyone else meaning josh, tyler, and jenna.

and so instead of hosting a new year's eve party, she's taking care of three sick people.

it started when jenna came down with a really awful cold, and then of course tyler caught it, and by the time he passed it to josh, mia had gone through making about ten cans of chicken soup and purchasing a ridiculous amount of tissue boxes.

she's been determined not to get sick herself, which for the past three days has been working. somehow.

yoshua💕 : can you get cough drops?

yoshua💕 : the ginger ale flavored ones

👑princess mia👑 : since when are ginger ale cough drops a thing??

yoshua💕 : since forever

👑princess mia👑 : sounds like bs but okay

yoshua💕 : ITS A THING

👑princess mia👑 : okay well i don't see any so you can choose between cherry or honey

yoshua💕 : gross

👑princess mia👑 : gross to which one?

yoshua💕 : gross to both

mia decides to get her incredibly specific boyfriend the honey cough drops and puts a few bags in the shopping cart. she's at the pharmacy stocking up on dayquil and tissues for the sick trio waiting at josh and tyler's apartment, which has been designated as the sick zone.

when she gets back josh comes to the door, clad in plaid pajama bottoms and a loose teeshirt. his nose is all red and underneath his eyes are soft purple shadows. basically, he looks and feels like he just got hit by a truck.

"did you drink your tea?" she asks as she walks into the kitchen area to put things away. she's been spending so much time at the guy's apartment that finding where things go is no longer a difficult task.

josh slugs behind her and sits down at one of the island counter stools. "no, it tasted like dirt," he murmurs as he rubs his tired face.

"josh," she sighs, shaking her head a bit in a way that resembles how her mom would at her when she was young and did something wrong. "i told you to, for your throat, remember? so it doesn't hurt as much."

"yeah, i know, i-" his voice cuts off as a choking cough pushes at his lungs. it's loud and awful and makes mia feel terrible. once he stops coughing he frowns at the soreness of his throat and then he drops his head onto his folded arms. "owww."

mia digs through the one plastic bag that has a different label on it than any of the other. "here," she says and hands him a bag of cough drops.

josh looks down at the bag and then back up at her with a bit of confusion. "i thought you said you couldn't find them?"

"i couldn't, i had to go to another store," she admits with a wave of her hand while she puts a few more cans of soup in the overhead pantry. "turns out your ginger ale cough drop story wasn't complete bullshit."