Sarah groans in pain, holding her stomach with her arms. “Techie, I don’t feel good” she’s shivering and her skin is a bit paler than usual, eyes sunken in.

He crawls over her on their bed and wraps himself around Sarah, imitating a warm, comforting blanket. “Did you call out of work alr-ready? He hoped so. Sarah was in no condition to work today.

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