Title: Sick Day
Her throat is scratchy, making her voice hoarse and sending her brain signals to cough up her lungs. She’d dragged herself from bed in the morning with all of the intentions to go about her day, but her body had other plans. Sighing, she abandons trying to pick out clothes and falls back into bed, hoping against hope that sleep will overtake her before the encroaching headache starts to pound away behind her eyes. She wakes up a few hours later and has just enough energy to get herself a glass of water along with a few pills before she returns to the warmth of her bed.
He comes home to the sight of her sleeping the day away, occasionally sniffling quietly. When he had called during his lunch break, she had barely had a voice, whispering as her voice cracked multiple times throughout a sentence. He brings pho home for dinner, hoping that the warmth of the broth will sooth her throat and help her feel better. Yet, she looks so cozy in her sleep, cocooned in a thick pile of blankets, that he decides that food can wait. With a kiss to her forehead, he leaves her be and goes about his evening.
Little Silver Leaf 