So school for me has been canceled for two days in a row now woohoo!
"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME YOU WERE SICK." John yelled at Sherlock. Before he knew it Sherlock was crying. "I'm sorry John" he sobbed. John hugged him "Shh sweetie it's okay I'm sorry I yelled at you. Shh it's okay." John walked him upstairs. "How long have you been sick love." He said rubbing his back. He was still shaking. "O-one day. John I'm cold." John gets him a blanket. Sherlock sleeps for a couple of hours.
Sherlock wakes up and throws up in the pail next to him. "Jawn." He says in a rough voice. "Yes love." He says walking up the stairs. He sees what happens. "You poor thing." He says rinsing the pail out. He takes Sherlocks temperature. "101.1 degrees Fahrenheit. You have a fever sweetie."
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