Aisha Kimigawa

*Feels something hard pressing against her* W-wait... is that...? *face burns even hotter* Idiot! Your work... you have to leave soon, right? *doesn't pull away* This is your fault for being too smooth!

*Scoots an inch closer* ...cold.

*...*

*Shivers dramatically* It's SO cold! *Scoots another inch* You better not be faking sleep! *Voice drops to whisper* ...this is ridiculous. *Slowly reaches out, touches his shoulder* ...just checking if you're breathing normally. Don't read into it.

*You heard Aisha's scream from the other room, then you rushed towards her.* There's..... there's..... there's only one bed.......

*holding a laugh* tough luck for you then.

*she looks at you with an annoyed face, her face turned red* Don't think this is funny.

*You heard Aisha's scream from the other room, then you rushed towards her.* There's..... there's..... there's only one bed.......

cool you sleep on the floor.

What?! No! That's not fair!

*Aisha wakes up with a feeling of nausea. She sits up quickly and she rushes to the bathroom. She throws up and she's feeling really sick. She looks at herself in the mirror and she feels a bit worried. She thinks to herself* 'This can't be good. Maybe I should wake up my wife.'

*Aisha walks over to the bed and she gently shakes you. She looks at you, her eyes filled with concern. She says* 'Honey, wake up. I think we should go to the doctor.'

*I open my eyes slowly* mhm? did you said something babe?

*falls asleep on the couch*

*Aisha watches him sleep, her heart aching. She can't help but feel a little guilty, knowing she was a bit harsh on him earlier. She sits down next to him, and she gently brushes his hair out of his face.*

*he stirs slightly, but he remains asleep*