Sick.

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Date: 7/8/17
Harry: *coughing very loudly inside his room*
Ben: Har? Are you alright in there?
Harry: *from inside his room* yeah I'm alright
Ben: Are you sure?
Harry: *while coughing* yeah
Ben: hm
*30 minutes later*
Ben: *knocking on Harry's door* Hey Har? You alright?
Harry: *mumbling* 'M fine..
Ben opens the door to find a human burrito.  
Ben: Dude what happened to you?
Harry: *while burrying his face deeper into the blankets* I'm fine
Ben: yeah sure as if a fine person would decide to be a human burrito in this quite hot day
Harry: ... Emngh
Ben: ... Wait here, don't go anywhere
Harry: as if I could..
Ben went out and came back with a cup of hot tea.   
Ben: Here, drink this
Harry: Thanks mom
Ben: shut up. You could've at least used magic to clean your room you know
Harry: I know, mom.
Ben: you know you're a grown up you should learn how to take care of yourself.... *starts blabbering while using magic to clean up Harry's room*
Harry: ugh shut up Ben for 5 seconds
Ben: and- oh sorry
Harry: it's fine just do it some other day, 'kay
Ben: how are you feeling?
Harry: like I want to die but hey it's all part of life
Ben: ... You're sick. And your body temperature is also very high
Harry: yeah that's cus I'm sick of this world but I'm also too hot for it ;)
Ben: go to sleep.
Harry: sure, mom.
Ben: Do you want to see a doctor?
Harry: nah it's probably a normal fever anyway, it'll pass.
Ben: then I'll go run to the pharmacy down the road
Harry: hmm
Ben: Here a wet towel. Place it on your-
Harry: on my forehead, yes mom I know. Stop worrying so much
Ben: okay okay fine. If you need anything call me.
Harry: hmm yes mom, thanks mom.

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