2:30 A.M.
Josh jumps out of letto with a groan and runs to the bathroom.
Falling hard onto his knees he purges everything from his stomach.
After, he’s done; he flushes the toilet then leans his head on his arm over the toilet rim.
“I thought licantropi couldn’t get sick.” Sally teases leaning in the doorway.
“Shoo Casper.” He risposte through gritted teeth.
“Aww Fido sick?”She says.
Josh doesn’t reply, he just leans back over the toilet with a groan.
Once his stomach’s done rebelling he leans back, afraid to move.
“You ok?” Sally asks concern peeking into her voice.
“Ever had the flu??” He says his voice weak and strained.
Sally nods.
“Well try puking up a deer te don’t remember eating.”
The specter winces in sympathy.
“Should I go get Aidan?”
Josh puts his hand over his mouth, “No, te couldn’t he’s at work.”
Moving closer to him, Sally realizes he’s sweating; his normally messy hair is plastered to his face.
She smiles getting an idea that won’t make her feel completely helpless.
Whoosh a cold breeze runs through the white tiled bathroom.
Josh smiles at her wanly.
“Thanks.”
“Well, I am a friendly ghost.”
Josh leans against the toilet and closes his eyes.
3:00 A.M.
Aidan walks in the door, he hears light whispering...
He follows the sound upstairs and to the bathroom, opening the door he sees Josh curled up over the toilet.
“Is he ok??” Aidan asks Sally whose standing in the bathtub.
“He is fine.” Josh risposte weakly; he opens his eyes “Just a bug.”
“You look dead.” Aidan remarks.
“Coming from a member of the undead.” Josh says uncomfortably.
“You want to go back to bed.” Aidan asks seeing his Friends pained expression.
Josh shakes his head, and then leans back into the toilet gagging.
Aidan winces then walks over and puts a comforting hand on his Friends back. he looks concerned when he feels how tight the muscles in his back are.
“Josh are te sure this is a bug?”
“Uh huh.” Josh says his head still in the toilet; he pulls back his face contorted in pain.
“Some guy hurled on me yesterday.” He explains.
“Mr. Jacobs??”
Josh nods then wraps his arms around his stomach.
“Need me to bring te anything??”
“My cuscino and blanket, please.” Josh says looking back at the toilet.
“Sure.”
Aidan gets Josh’s pillow, fleece blanket, as he returns he can hear his friend retching and whimpering.
He winces at the smell of blood, but still enters the bathroom and places the blanket over Josh’s small frame, then lays the cuscino behind him.
He sits down and lays a hand comfortingly on his Friends back.
