“My troath hurts and I feel dizzy ..I..I think I´m sick I never get sick, what do I do now?”
“Oh, for heaven’s sake, Charles, if you feel ill, then lie down and rest. There’s no need to be overdramatic.”
“Patience, my friend. Now, what sort of paperwork are we looking at here?”
maybe?…you´re not making me feel better Erik but okay no more whinning…mm just a little. I´m still waitting for my soup"
She chuckled before nodded, “You have my word.” she said in her thick Welsh accent before pressing the back of her hand...