Wyatt looked at Micah with patience and logic. "You've been appearing less alert, and your voice has neraly gone down an octive. Plus, you've been showing signs of muscle aches." He turned the notebook on its end so Micah could see the meticulous little entries in it. The evidence was irrefutible. Or, at least, Wyatt thought it was. "I'll let Liam know you went home to take a nap. There's a walkin clinic that we can go to tomorrow if your symptoms get worse of if you develop a fever on top of what I can only imagine is a sore throat." He stared at Micah expectantly, just waiting for him to oblige.
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