samtaro commented on ojandtostitos's post in blueridgeschool:

He had been feeling pretty shitty his whole day, he had barely gotten out of bed since the game on Saturday night when he was out cheering for the quidditch team. He had been feeling pretty bad then but it just got worse and come Monday he was entirely laid out. He kept a steady stream of movies on all day while lounging around in bed with Franklin and texting everyone.

A little before dinner his mother had called to check in on him and was three seconds away from flooing into the school whem Sam finally talked her down. "Ma, I'm fine," he sniffled. "I just need some more tissues and cold medicine."

"I'm sending your sister over then! She can take half an hour out of her day to help out her twin brother," she insisted.

"Fine," he sighed. "Just tell her to drop it off when she gets back from dinner er somethin'," he sneezed then and had to spend another five minutes convincing his mother she was fine. Finally when he was off the phone with her he leaned back in bed and scratched behind Franklin's ears. "Damn pup, that woman is exhausting," he said in Spanish.

Sam stumbled to the door with Franklin at his heels. "Ina..." he sniffled opening the door with half open eyes. "It's the fuckin' plague in here gemela... oh..." he face reddened. "Hey Tate."