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4:00pm
Aiden hadn't come downstairs yet. That was weird to Ben, who was usually listening to one of Aiden rants by now. Now that he thought about it, he hadn't really heard any noise from Aiden at all today. It was already 4 pm, so that was really weird. Maybe he went out his window or something. He should check on him.
Ben walked upstairs to Aiden's room and knocked on the door. No response. Ben slowly opened the door, to reveal Aiden curled in a ball in the middle of his bed. Ben sat on the edge of his bed and pulled out his phone.
‘Are you okay?’ He put a hand on Aiden's arm.
“I feel super sick, but it's okay” Aiden mumbled without moving.
‘Are you nauseous? Or does your head hurt?’ Ben typed.
Aiden sat up in his bed slowly, trying to move as little as possible. He felt like he might puke just from moving.
“Nauseous. And my head is pounding.” He grabbed his head and ran his hand through his hair.
‘I'll get some medicine. Brb. ’ Ben got up from Aiden's bed and went downstairs.
Aiden picked his phone up from the table next to his bed. The bright screen made him squint in his dark room. There were a million notifications from the group chat. He scrolled through them, not completely paying attention to what they said. He saw that at one point everyone had been asking about why he hadn't responded yet, but Ben had just said he was still sleeping. He saw a new notification from Ben in the group chat.
Ben:me and aiden arent coming to the graveyard tonight. hes sick :(
Taylor:awwwww tell him we hope he gets better!!
Ashlyn:that explains why he was sleeping so late
Tayler:lol well me and ty can come over and bring soup if you want
Tyler:who said I would bring phsyco soup
Ben:no that's okay he doesn't really like attention when he sick thanks tho guys
Ashlyn:k tell us if you need anything
The phone kept buzzing, but Aiden put it back on his table. He was too tired to talk to everyone.
Ben came back into his room holding medicine, a thermometer, a glass of water, and a package of saltine crackers. He put everything on Aiden's bed side table.
He took a pill out of the bottle and handed it to Aiden with the glass of water. While Aiden took the medicine Ben grabbed the thermometer and took Aiden's temperature. 101.4. He turned it around to show Aiden, just in case he wanted to know. Ben took out his phone and typed something into it.
‘I brought some crackers if you're hungry. Just rest right now, I'll check on you later.’
Aiden responded with a weak nod and laid back in his bed as Ben walked out, closing the door behind him. Aiden closed his eyes and took a deep breath in his dark room, and fell asleep.