"Can you not help my girlfriend switch lanes, please?" Henry asked him, wrapping his arms around my shoulders from behind, as he rested his chin on top of my head. "What about Brie Larson and Scarlett Johansson?" He asked me, as I pursed my lips, thinking about it. "Not even if Jennifer Aniston and Mila Kunis rub it on me with their own goddess bodies." I said, rubbing my red nose. "Addi?" Jasper asked, as I shrugged the blanket of, letting it fall on the bed, watching him wiggle the sponge, "Not even if Piper does it?" "No, I like being sick, bye!" Henry told him, pulling the nasal thermometer out of his nose. "Come on, don't be babies!" Jasper said, grabbing a sponge, "Don't you guys wanna feel better?" He asked walking towards Henry and I with the mixture and sponge, as the two of us shot up. Henry once again looked up at me with a raised brow, before turning to Jasper, sternly declaring, "Nope!" "Yeah, but you don't swallow it! I use this to bathe you!" Jasper said, pointing at the mixture. "You said it was a cleanse." Henry reasoned. "Drink it? Why would you guys drink it?" Jasper asked amused, stirring it. "Same here." I said, raising my arm softly, before setting it back on Henry's chest. I am not drinking that." Henry finally said. Henry moved his head to look up at me with a raised brow, but I only shrugged, definitely not going anywhere near that. "A combination of orange juice, nut milk, fish oil, frankincense, tomato puree, mur, bee pollen and liquid lard!" He said, setting down an empty glass. "What's in it?" Henry asked him, as I started coughing again in the crook of my elbow. "You can with this liquid cleanse I'm making!" Curly said.
"You can't cure a cold." Henry said with a frown. "A cure for your cold." Jasper said, and I nodded, watching him continue squeezing the orange.
"And it's back in me." Henry said with a loud sigh, before watching him too, "Hey, what ate you making anyways?" "Let's just try it again." Jasper told him, ignoring his protests and winces of pain, as I actually had to keep Hen in place while he was trying to put the thermometer deeper, "And I think it's in there." He smiled, patting his shoulder, before walking back to preparing the cleanser.
#Murs have a nice life leak how to#
"What?" Henry asked, surprised by his confession, "Well, maybe you should learn how to use a nasal thermometer before you stick them in your friends' noses!" "Henry, would you just sit still? It's bad enough I don't really know how this works, at least keep a position." Jasper scolded him like a parent, looking at the nasal thermometer. "She must have heard that before." Henry shrugged, earning a flick on the chest from me, "Ow!" "What? Why are you smirking?" He asked me with a frown. "Well, neither can this nasal thermometer, so let me shove it deeper." Jasper said, and I couldn't help but smirk, "It's kinda your fault that you can't stay away from me." He shrugged, making me roll my eyes amused. I am moving you with Ray until you get better." I told him, running my fingers through his new haircut. "No, seems like your temperature is below a hundred." He said, making me sigh relieved. "Am I gonna die?" I asked him in a raspy voice. I think it needs to go in deeper." Jasper told him, before grabbing my thermometer. "Well?" Hen asked Jasper, as he analyzed the number. I would never, ever want to even consider putting a nasal thermometer up my nostrils. We played rock, paper, scissors and luckily I won.
I actually battled with Henry for my thermometer.
"Okay, let's check that temperature." Jasper smiled, pulling the thermometer out of his nose. I thought that since I didn't get Schwoz's disease a couple of months ago from him, a mere cold would not get me. I don't know how or where he got it, but I sure as heck know I got it from him. "Will you please come take this thermometer outta my nose hole?" Henry asked him, pointing at the thermometer, before rubbing my hands rested on his chest. "Yeah, what'd you need?" Curly wondered, squeezing some orange juice. I sniffled, trying to keep the digital thermometer under my tongue in place, as I watched Jasper prepare his 'cleanse' with a raised brow. I was sitting on Henry's bed with a blanket wrapped around my shoulders, as I was holding him to my chest, both covered by his duvet.