A few days later it was the early evening. Lennon had just walked through the door.
"I thought you had to work today." Randy said.
"I did." "They sent me home." "I'm sick." "I have the flu."
"Well I hope you feel better."
"Thanks."
Lennon went into the bedroom changed her clothes and called Montgomery's dorm.
"Hello?" He said.
"Hi baby." She said
"You sound awful Lennon." "Are you sick?"
"I have the flu."
"Oh, my poor muffin."
"Can you come over?"
"I would if I could but I have to study."
"I understand." "I should be studying to I don't have time to be sick."
"Feel better soon." "Keep me posted."
"I will." "I love you."
"I love you too." "Bye."
"Bye."
Lennon got dressed again wrote a list and went out into the living room.
"Where are you going?" Randy asked.
"To the store." "I need medicine."
"Well what do you need?" He stood up. "I'll go get it."
"No." "You don't have to."
"I'm going and that's all there is to it." "You need your rest."
"Ok." "Here's the list." She said taking it out of her back pocket and giving it to him. "Here's some money to." She went to hand it to him.
"Don't worry about it I got it."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, now to back to bed."
"Ok." "I have one quick call to make and I'll be on my way." Lennon went into her room. Randy went into his picked up his phone and dialed a number. "Hi Courtney, I'm really sorry but I have to cancel our date tonight." "One of my friends needs my help." "I promise I'll make it up to you." "Ok bye."
Randy went up to the pharmacy counter with everything on Lennon's list and a few things that weren't.
"Looks like someone has the flu." The woman pharmacist said.
"Not me thank god."
"Well then, the girl must be very special." "You don't want this nausea medicine." "You want this kind it's better." She said pulling it out from behind the counter.
"Ok."
"$15.57."
Randy went back to the apartment.
"I'm back." He said. "I got everything." He went into her room. She was laying down.
"Thanks Randy, I owe you one."
"No you don't." "The pharmacist said to get a different kind of nausea medicine instead of the kind you wanted." "She said it works better."
"Ok."
A few hours later Randy appeared in Lennon's doorway.
"How are you feeling?" He asked.
"Blah."
"Wanna try eating something?" "It wasn't on your list but I picked you up some chicken soup." "I can make it for you."
"Ok."
"Make sure you keep drinking, you need lots of fluids."
"I know."
A few minutes later Randy came in with a TV tray with soup, ginger ale and saltines.
"Here you go." He said. She took it. "The ginger ale and saltines will help your stomach."
"Randy, thank you for everything." "I really appreciate it."
"No problem."
A half hour later Randy went to check on her. The tray was on the floor. She was asleep. He went into the room and covered her up. He hoped she get better soon. He took the TV tray out into the kitchen.