Her body reacted faster than her mind, and she reached out to push Samuel Johnson, saying, "Samuel, Samuel, wake up..."
Samuel Johnson was groggily awakened by the push. He felt Amanda Smith's fingers on his arm, a bit cold, and he couldn't help but shiver involuntarily.
"Samuel, how do you feel now?"
Samuel Johnson opened his eyes in a daze, "I'm fine, what's wrong?"
Amanda Smith frowned slightly, "You seem to have a bit of a fever, I'll go find a nurse to check on you."
Samuel Johnson reached out to grab Amanda Smith's arm, "I don't have a fever—Achoo!"
Before he could finish saying 'fever', a sneeze interrupted him, and a string of mucus dropped from his nose.
Samuel Johnson immediately felt embarrassed, and Amanda Smith, with no choice, handed him a tissue, ruffled his hair, and said, "You might have caught a cold from the night air yesterday. I'll go talk to the nurse so she can give you an IV."
