All the already written chapters are getting uploaded tonight.
Chapter 3 -
Thomas awoke to a wet, soggy sensation on his head. He slowly placed his hand on his head to feel a damp cloth on his forehead. He moved his head slightly to see that he was alone in the guest room.
"Of course they would dump the sick intern in the guest room and then forget about him." Thomas muttered under his breath, now discovering that his throat was sore.
He breathed out a long, heavy sigh and slowly sat up, as to not aggravate his head. With the blanket wrapped around his shoulders, Thomas made his way to the door. When his hand reached for the doorknob, the door suddenly opened, startling him.
"Thomas, what are you doing out of bed?" Skips asked.
"Y-you startled me." Was all Thomas could say to him.
Skips sighed as he lead him to bed. From the drawer skips pulled out a thermometer and checked his temperature. From the look on skip's face, he could tell it was high.
'At least somebody cares.' Thomas thought to himself with a bit of a heavy heart. 'I wonder why though? I'm only a low intern.' He decided it was best not to ask. 'Benson probably made him come or something.' He realized.
"Why did you come here?" He finally asked. Skips looked at him, a bit surprised.
"Well, why not Thomas. You're sick. Somebody has to take care of you. I'll take you home after my shift is over." Again Thomas sighed.
'Of course.' Thomas thought. "He's only here because somebody has to take care of the burden. The burden of course being me. And that somebody has to be skips. Why oh why did I have to be sick?" He wondered as his heart sank so very low.