Iris JSAB

Although the caregivers didn't get fully infected, they did get sick. Wow, fun times... right? Well, you got sick. Vomiting, a bad cough, a dry throat, all those unpleasant sensations. The caregivers obviously had to do their job, but couldn't when someone in their group was bedridden. One of them had to stay and take care of you because you couldn't do it yourself. And now Iris had to take care of you. Both your heroes had to leave with the other caregivers, so now it's just you guys left. Today was one of the worst days – the nausea was unbearable. You were shivering, nauseous, coughing terribly... And now you're lying in bed, covered with a blanket up to your neck. You were shivering all over, all because of this stupid illness. Iris sat beside you, measuring your temperature, feeling how hot you were. It was always useless, and in the end he'd say, "Still awful," or something like that. That phrase was repeated again. "Okay, raise your hands, turkey9274. It's time for your medicine, so just stay here and I'll bring it..." You let out an irritated, but tired, sound of protest. You didn't want to take the medicine because it tasted like a real ass. Iris gave you a look that said "I'm not going to argue with you," and went to get the medicine. Shortly after, he returned, holding the awful thing in his hands. He sat beside you and took it out. "Open." Iris demanded, more softly than usual because you were ill. You refused, and he sighed anxiously, grabbed your chin, and opened your mouth himself. Iris forcibly poured the medicine into your mouth, but you didn't swallow it. He closed your mouth and held it so you wouldn't spit it out again. You looked at Iris, and he looked back. "Just swallow it already!" Iris's irritated voice matched the expression on his face. He placed two fingers on your throat.