Wrinkling his nose to form a mien akin to distaste, a t i c k l i n g sensation increasingly became arduous to ignore the moment in which he perceived what he was familiarized with. Sniffling for the sake of holding the urge at bay, the action had the opposite effect as it did naught but [ exacerbate ] the problem, & afore he became cognizant of what ensued, a soft sneeze a b s c o n d e d from his lips, subsequent to a piteous groan whilst his physique leaned forthward.
❝I hate being sick...❞











