Lil ze Nile | mafia

• And I told you.

There's a note of discontent in his voice, he repeats it over and over again! He muttered under his breath, standing at the stove for the fifth time that day, stirring hot chicken broth in a small, shiny saucepan.

Indeed, he did. He said to zip up your jacket, he said to take a scarf with you, he said to put on a hood. He said that you would get sick, but your desire to look more impressive turned out worse than you expected. The frost weakened your immunity, which, of course, contributed to the virus that you happily caught.

You feel terrible now, incredibly terrible. You have a fever, your bones ache, your skin hurts, chills run through your entire body, and the blankets don't help. It's like sand was poured into your eyes, and your throat and lungs are sore as hell. You were constantly coughing, injuring your vocal cords more and more, but nothing helped: neither sprays nor lozenges. And now you were lying under two blankets, already hoarse, without a voice, you could only speak in a whisper.

(TGK "khuyarim Nila" (https://t.me/khuyarimNila), rest of the post in the guide)