Sick Risa
Damn allergies, Risa Harada though to herself miserably. She sneezed, moaning and blowing her nose.
The phone rang, and she had to choice but to pick it up. After all, her parents were out for their anniversary, Riku was on a date with Daisuke, and the butlers were granted a day off. Lucky her. She was alone, in every sense possible.
Sneeze. "Hullo?"
"Harada-san?"
She blew her nose, which was difficult with a phone in her hand, but managed to do so, and threw the tissue away. "Iz Risa."
"You sound terrible." She recognized the monotone voice, and was confused for a moment.
"I got allergies," Risa said sullenly, her voice sounding odd. "Why did you call, Hiwatari?"
"I was supposed to come pick up the notes I let you borrow, but you haven't answered the door..."
Risa swore loudly, hanging up on her classmate. She jumped from the couch and ran down the hall to swing open the door. Satoshi stood, on his cell, and he frowned at her, having been startled.
"I am so sorry," Risa said before she sniffed. "I totally forgot."
"It's alright," Satoshi said slowly, giving her a look. "... Are you alone?"
Risa waved it away as she walked towards the kitchen. That's where she had left the notes last. She picked them up and handed them to Satoshi, who had invited himself in. "Sorry about that."
Satoshi took them, but paused. "Perhaps I should stay."
"Why would you wanna do that?" A rather large sneeze escaped her mouth, some spit spraying on her friend. She felt her face explode with heat, and turned to blow her nose with a tissue.
"Please," Satoshi said taking off his glasses and cleaning them. "I'd like to make sure you're alright."
Risa sighed, exhausted. "I won't be much company, Hiwatari-kun."
The male nearly shrugged. "I don't mind. I'll make you some chicken noodle soup."