"AH-CHOO!"
You sat up again after another rather violent sneeze. The enitre day you spent sitting in bed while hugging a tissue box. No matter what medicing you took, you could not get rid of the sneezing.
"You know, if you had just put a sweater on after the game, you wouldn't be like this," lectured the team catcher.
"It wasn't raining at that point," you managed to say through all of the congestion and mucus. "Besides, it's summer. It's not supposed to rain."
"Says the girl with the tissue box."
"Geeze, you're such an optomistic Abe."