Robby and abbot probably make that old person groan when they stand up. Probably even have aging spots. They are 50+ after all. I can see Robby with a sleep apnea machine, meanwhile Abbot just toughs it out and snores real bad. Like shaking the house with his snores bad.
For three days I’ve been battling this illness alone. A severe case of the flu has exhausted me; my weak body can’t take it anymore. The cough won’t subside, and my fever worsens day by day. I haven’t slept a wink, not only because of the illness, but also because my bed is completely soaked with rainwater. I sleep on the cold floor, wet, shivering, and in pain.
I can’t eat anymore. Every bite hurts; my throat is inflamed, and my stomach is empty. I went looking for medicine, something to ease this pain, but it was too expensive, so I returned empty-handed, suffering in silence.
