{HER N*PPLES/HOT KISS}

Alfred ran fast to her, and she fell unconsciously into his arms.

"Rita!, Rita!" He shook her, but no response.

"Is she... Ok?" Kristen asked slowly, walking to them.

"She's running a high temperature. Get a bowl of water and a napkin, into her room" Alfred replied, carrying Rita in his arms.

"Sure" Kristen replied, rushing into the kitchen.

Alfred went upstairs into Rita's room. He dropped her gently on the bed, then he covered her properly.

Kristen brought in the water bowl and the napkin. She made to do it, but Alfred stopped her.

"I'll do it" he said, and she nodded, handing him the napkin....