I was annoyed when Eden walked through the door. The pounding of my head had prevented me for sleeping for some time, and, just when I had finally been about to drift off, the noise of him coming in to check on me pulled me right back into the world of the conscious that I was trying so desperately to escape from. I groaned as he knelt down next to me. That was pretty much all I could manage.
"Well, that answers my question of whether you're awake or not." Eden said.
"No thanks to you." I thought in irritation.
"Would you mind facing this way for a moment? I need to take your temperature again and give you your next dose of medicine."
"Don't wanna." I mumbled, tightening my hold on my sheets.
"Come on, Ethereal."
"No."
Eden sighed, but I then frowned when I could sense his expression changing into a snarky grin even though I couldn't see his face.
"Alright. But you know, I do have to check your temperature somehow. If you won't turn to face me, I can always go get the rectal thermometer."
I did shift ever so slightly to give him the nastiest of glares. He was indeed grinning down at me with a mischievous expression.
"You're the worst." I mumbled again, reluctantly rolling over to my other side even though it made my stomach churn harshly.
Eden just laughed.