//Who doesn't want to take care of a sick cinnamon roll ?\\

Roxie laid on the couch, dying on the inside. She sneezed into her elbow as Joy, her little sister, came up to her with Roxie's medicine." Okay, time to drink the medicine." Joy said as Roxie covered herself in a blanket." No." She said as Joy sighed." Roxie, I really need to get to school and you need to drink the medicine." Joy said as she shook her head. Joy sighed as she left a note for you." Bye sis, hope you'll feel better." Joys said, leaving Juveniles base. Roxie blinked ads she sneezed once more." I hate being sick..." She said.

-Roxie signing off-