Alice:... *cri* :'(

Cyan:bl-black!! S-stop..!

Cyan:*wants to know what's happening and chases after black* W-wait!!!

Cyan:.....are you.. Ok..?

Cyan:..why not?!...I already have a terrible life without being sick...

Cyan:...o-.....ok.... *mumbles*..just..kill..me...already...

Cyan:...why do you think I'm sick?.

Cyan:...*hugs black*....h-..help me..

Cyan:*S C A R E D*

Cyan:I am not Sicc!!

Cyan: I am healed!

Cyan: I'm not a Sicc Boi! *cri*..

Oi.

W H A T T

Cyan:o-...ok... I'll *cough*..make sure I d-...don't ever *CoUGHHHhh* throw up on y-...you.. *throws up in the bucket*..

Cyan:...o-..oh.....s-...*cough*...so.. You are ok with.. *couGh*....Touching me even if I am sick...? *cough*

L u c k y

But they are always cold..

*watches*..

..Oh well.