Dan is sick.
Nothing major, just a small flu.
He didn't think he needed to go to the hospital, but his friends insisted.
So he went, he still didn't want to, but he went.
Day 2 of being in the hospital.
Dan awoke to a knock at his door. Blinking to clear his eyes, he called to the stranger. A nurse in light blue scrubs walked in, he had eyes to match. Dan couldn't stop staring, until he realized that he was probably being rude. He cleared his throat and coughed awkwardly, to which the pretty nurse took as an actual cough.
"Do you want me to get anything for that cough?" the man asked.
Dan's eyes widened, he hadn't planned for this.
"Erm, no no I'm fine!'' he laughed, rubbing his arm.
The man just stared then nodded with a hum. He sat down in the squeaky rolling stool and pulled himself to the computer to check Dan's vitals.
"How are we feeling today Mr. Howell?"
"I-I'm okay, just a little stuffy still. I didn't sleep well last night so I'm a bit tired."
The nurse nodded and typed som