"I know, I know, I won't. And I am taking this seriously, you think I'm enjoying this? I hate bein' sick. And of course I had to get sick now, didn't I? Ugh, this sucks."
If he were any more disgruntled, he'd pull the covers over his head and sulk, but he doesn't. Instead he just lies there, deflated and exhausted.
"One thing, though. And I am bein' serious here..."
He wraps his fingers around her wrist, and presses her hand to his chest.
"That medicine's gonna put me out, but it might make me a little-- uh, loopy. So if I do wake up and you ain't here-- well, if you have any liquor around, either lock it up or take it with you. Please."
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"I know, I know, I won't. And I am taking this seriously, you think I'm enjoying this? I hate bein' sick. And of course I had to get sick now, didn't I? Ugh, this sucks."
If he were any more disgruntled, he'd pull the covers over his head and sulk, but he doesn't. Instead he just lies there, deflated and exhausted.
"One thing, though. And I am bein' serious here..."
He wraps his fingers around her wrist, and presses her hand to his chest.
"That medicine's gonna put me out, but it might make me a little-- uh, loopy. So if I do wake up and you ain't here-- well, if you have any liquor around, either lock it up or take it with you. Please."