Lofty's pov
We had decided on a film so the plan was to stay in 'til dinner then head to the cinema but i was concerned, Danny was coughing a lot:
"Danny, you alright?"
"Yeah just got a sore throat i think!"
"Ok, do you want any cough medicine?"
"Na, im fine!"
He was the same until dinner then he just played with his food:
"You not hungry?"
"Not really!"
"Are you sure you're alright?"
"Yeah, I've got a bit of a headache that's all!"
"Ok well i have some painkillers upstairs if you want to go take some!"
"Yeah ok!"
"You'll see them as soon as you walk in my room!"
He went upstairs to get them, he had been growing on Max and Robyn so Max offered to help:
"I'll go see that he finds them ok!"
"Sure!"
He went upstairs to help him and straight away he shouted down to me:
"LOFTY CAN I GET SOME HELP? IT'S DANNY!"
I ran straight upstairs as fast as i could followed by Robyn to find him sitting on the floor with sick on him:
"I didn't know what to do with him Lofty!"
"It's alright Max can you just go get a towell and bucket please?"
"Sure!"
He went to find the bucket and towell and Robyn went to get wipes to clean him up while i stayed with him:
"It's ok Danny, did you take any painkillers?"
"No...i didn't make it past here!"
"That's fine! We just need to clean you up and get you into bed!"
"Sorry!"
"Why are you sorry?"
"I'm being a nightmare, getting sick on the floor!"
"Don't worry about that son, I'm a nurse i see this everyday!"
Robyn and Max came back with the stuff:
"Can you manage into the toilet Danny?"
He shook his head:
"I'm gonna be sick again!"