"Ugh… Kill me…"
"Oh be quiet, you're fine." Said Neptune.
"I don't feel fine…" I responded, as groaned in pain as I grabbed a nearby tissue and sneezed into it.
"It's a cold!" Said Neptune. "This has nothing on any of the life threatening things you've been through before!"
"My life is pain…!"
"You're overreacting." Said Neptune.
"You're wearing a hazmat suit!" I said.
"It's a precaution!"
"How is this a precaution!?" I asked, before coughing up a storm.
"I don't know what an alien strain of the common cold could do to me! That's the real danger here!"
"So THAT's why my room was placed under quarantine…" I said to myself, as we heard the door open.
"Alright Nep-Nep, you can leave now." Said Compa, as Neptune was suddenly dragged out of the room.
"Wait! Where's your suit!? We're under quarantine here!" Neptune yelled in protest, before she was dragged out of the room by Compa, leaving me in silence.
"...I hate being sick." I said aloud, as if people could actually pick up on this.
