"Do you want anything? Paracetamol, something to drink, a hot water bottle?"
Daniella perched on the end of Nik's bed, ready to jump off at a moment's notice if the contents of his stomach made another appearance.
After he had ran out, she'd spent several insufferable minutes in the presence of his father. Mr Vasilescu had seemed intent on acting as though nothing at all had happened. It hadn't taken her long to decide that even if Nik was horribly unwell, she'd rather risk catching a bug than be around his father a second longer.
"Honestly Dan, I'm fine. I just need sleep."
She took that as a hint for her to leave, but she was hesitant. It would be rude for her to sit in her room, but she didn't want to be around her friend's parents alone.
"If you want some space, I can bugger off.
