She groans tiredly and stands up. “Alright, alright. I’m sorry. I’ll try to get up earlier.”

“Are you okay?” He asks her worriedly.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just a little light headed still.”

He frowns and pulls her over to the bed, sitting her down beside him. He runs his fingers through her hair soothingly, massaging her scalp.

“You really shouldn’t push yourself so much. I’m sure you’ll end up getting sick.”

“I will, but I won’t stay sick forever.” She tells him honestly.

He pauses and lets out a small chuckle. “Good. Then we can go somewhere nice and comfortable tomorrow.”

“Okay.” She nods. She wraps her arms around his...