Perrie: Jesy, I feel sick.
Jesy: Well, I feel sick with you, too. The feeling is mutual.
Perrie:
Perrie: No.... I mean, I feel like I have a fever or something.
Jesy: Oh...... Just drink a tablet then.
Perrie: Okay
*seconds later*
Perrie: Wait, how can I swallow my iPad?
Jesy: I'm so done with you.
