“I’m taking you home. You’re sick, Blue.” “I’m fine, and your sister is a little snitch.” He chuckles a warm laugh. “Yeah, well her stubborn best friend wouldn’t listen to her.” “Who says I’m going to listen to you?” I don’t know why I’m acting as if I have the energy to put up a fight. I’m about two seconds away from falling into his chest from exhaustion. “You don’t have to.”
