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A few minutes later, Will came back in, holding three blankets, some medicine, and a glass of water.
“I brought the stuff!” Will announced to Nico, smiling.
“Why is there so much stuff? HOW do you even carry that all without dropping any of it??” Nico had questioned, his voiced a bit stuffy from being sick.
“Don’t underestimate my abilities, di Angelo.” Replied Will.
“I will do exactly that.” Said Nico.
Will let out a laugh, and rolled his eyes. “Alright, death boy. Whatever you say.”
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Nico grabbed a few of the blankets from Will, plastering them over himself, as, he faced his handheld fan towards himself, the cool-breeze blowing on him, pushing Nico’s dark hair off of his sweaty forehead.
“Here, take this liquid medicine, it is cherry flavored! After that, you can have some water, and, then, you will HAVE to take this pill, however, you can take it with water! Okay, di Angelo?” Will said, not really asking Nico if it was actually okay, more of just him telling Nico that he HAD to do it.
“What?! I-I never learned how to swallow pills, though, Solace!” Nico said, trying to come up with an excuse to NOT have to take this pill.
“I call bullshit!” Will announced, continuing with “You are just looking for an excuse to NOT have to take the pill and the medicine!” Will said, his voice slightly raised, but, not in a rude way, in more of a concerned way.
Okay, it was TRUE that Nico WAS trying to find an excuse on NOT to take the pill, HOWEVER, he truly never learned on how to swallow a pill.
“Take the medicine, and, the pill, death-breath, doctors orders!” Will had just then insisted towards Nico.
“No!” He protested
Will argued back with Nico, insisting that he HAD to take the pill, trying to convince him that it was necessary, by, explaining the whole point of it, and, telling him how it would help him.
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After 27 minutes of the two bickering, Nico had finally been too tired to deal with this shit, and, he reluctantly agreed to take the pill, as well as the liquid-medicine that Solace had given him so kindly.
HOWEVER, Nico did NOT find it kind, he found it as a new method of torture that Will had supposedly decided to inflict onto him to purposely make him annoyed.
Nico downed the liquid-form of cherry medicine, swishing ice-cold-water into his mouth to remove the remaining flavor from his tongue and throat.
Next-Up was the pill. Nico put the pill down onto his tongue, and, poured water down his throat until the pill either dissolved, or, got pushed-down alongside the water.
The pill had ended-up dissolving, leaving the bitter-after-taste of the pills dust in Nico’s mouth, causing him to chug-down some more water.
“Good job!” Will said, in a slightly teasing tone, with the small side-hints of sarcasm. “That was not so hard, now was it, Nico?” Will had playfully asked Nico.
“No… I-I guess not…” Nico mumbled, barely audible to even HIMSELF.
Yet, Will had still SOMEHOW heard what he said, eliciting a smug-grin from Will.
“That is great to hear!” Will said through his stupid, cheesy grin, cheerfully, continuing with, “I will be back by lunch-time! Alright, death boy?
“A-Alright…” Nico responded to Will.
And, with that, Will walked-out of the cabin, walking to the infirmary, leaving Nico alone with his thoughts.
‘Oh my gods…’ Nico thought to himself, quietly.