“Stay with me. Come on, just a little longer”
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Infection. It was the only thing that he could think of when he'd broken into a fever about a day ago. He could feel it in his stomach, spreading up through his torso and down into his legs. It didn't stop making his body throb and ache in heat that he never knew was possible. He felt like he was on fire; lava in his veins. The fever hadn't broken and it was still gaining. He knew that that meant and it was big trouble.
He doesn't want Alby in here with him; had already turned away Newt an hour earlier. He didn't want his friends to see him like this, all weak and practically dying. He knew he probably was, and they knew it too, but he didn't want them to see it. Why couldn't they just leave him be as they waited for their request for medicine to be sent back up. They'd written it on a slip of paper and sent it down with the Box yesterday, but they still had an entire week to wait before it would come. He wasn't sure that he was going to last that long.
"I'm not going anywhere, slinthead. Stop acting weird."