AlvidaxCoby

"Coby! What are you wasting time for? Get up and go do your chores, slacker!” Alvida shouted, lifted her club and slammed it against Coby’s hammock, sending the pink-haired boy flying to the floor. Alvida sneered nastily, but then blinked confusedly as the boy didn’t get up whining and holding his head.

Coby just stayed with his face pressed on the floor, breathing unevenly. Alvida walked next to the boy and used her foot to roll him onto his back. She saw his sickeningly flushed cheeks and eyes closed in pain. Coby obviously had a fever.

"You slacker, just trying to get away from doing your chores...” Alvida said quietly and eyed the boy lying on the floor. Her reddened lips formed a thin line and her eyebrows knitted together; she was having an inner battle with herself. Finally, she put her club down and turned back to Coby.

"...you wouldn’t be of any use while sick…” Alvida muttered and lifted the boy in her arms, putting him back into his hammock. Staring at Coby’s fevered face for a moment, she smiled a little without realizing it and brushed a strand of hair off his face.

"I better get the doctor..." the woman mumbled. She turned on her heels and grabbed her club, marching out of the room. Later she would deny the whole thing, not admitting it ever happened, but the truth was there in the back of her mind.