*Lucien*
"Lucien, I think you should go to work. If you do not, you might-
"I might get what? Fired?" I ask raising my eyebrows.
She rolls her eyes at me, and sits down on the couch.
"When did the fever start?" I ask her.
"Just this morning," she replies.
"You have not told Amari, right?" I ask already knowing the answer.
She nods in affirmation.
I roll my eyes at her. Genevieve has always been against medicine. She hated it more than anything.
"Did you at least take some ibuprofen?" I ask her.
She shakes her head, and I fight the urge to face palm myself.
"Where is your medicine cabinet?" I ask her annoyed that she did not take medicine simply because she is scared to take drugs.
She shows me it is somewhere upstairs, and I go there getting everything I believe she needs while texting Amari to inform her about Genevieve's health.
