Icky. || Finn & Dylan
Finn tossed around in his bed, groaning and clutching his stomach as his head was burning. He'd woken up sick earlier that morning and everything hurt since. He felt a constant need to throw-up, when truthfully nothing was there. He hadn't know what was happening, although he wish he knew, because it was a horrible experience to go through. Hopefully Dylan would be here soon so he could help with getting over the illness.
















