"You're sick." Nora said as she watched Brian washing his face.
"I'm not. Just tired." He said, but it was more than obvious. Nora had heard him sniffling and coughing all night.
"Just give in- you look terrible." Nora said, rolling her eyes and walking into the bedroom.
"It's just a cold." He said, walking into the closet. "I'll just take something and that'll be fine."
A few seconds later, Nora appeared in the closet, holding a thermometer.
"Oh come on..." He said, trying to shoo her away but Nora shook her head.
"Brian, let me take your temperature. Don't be such a baby about it." Nora said, signaling for him to sit on the bench in the closet.
"Sit." She said after he didn't move. Brian grudgingly moved to the bench as Nora placed the thermometer in his ear. A few seconds l
