Amanda:
Hey, how are you feeling today?

Harry:
Genuinely ill. I threw up my breakfast about ten minutes ago :(

Amanda:
Aw, poor Tarzan. I hope you feel better soon!

Harry:
Go to the shop and buy me some chicken noodle soup? Pweese? :D

Amanda:
Harry, I'm in the middle of French.

Harry:
Aw :'(

Amanda:
Besides, I don't think your mother would appreciate me entering her home with a can of soup while singing, 'Harry I have your yum-yums!' 

Harry:
True, though she IS at work right now and the sister is away looking for a flat :P

Amanda:
You must have a very peaceful home.

Harry:
I do... I could use some company. Why not come over after school? :)

Amanda:
I'm tempted, but I don't think that's such a good idea. 

Harry:
How?

Amanda:
One, you are ill and I am healthy. I don't want your germs infecting me.
Two, you'll probably try something evil.
Three, I have an essay due for English tomorrow morning, first period.

Harry:
Ah well, it was worth a try :)

Amanda:
What would we do if I were to come over?

Harry:
Well...

Amanda:
OMG, just get to sleep and become well again. You may stop being so sexual then XD

Harry:
You know you want to say sexual things back! :P

Amanda:
I really don't, Harry. I don't sext.

Harry:
Have you ever done it before?

Amanda:
Maybe... It's not something I wish to repeat, so no.
Before you even ask, no.

Harry:
Aw, please? I need excitement. I'm ill and need fun :(

Amanda:
Get well soon, Harry! :D

Harry:
You're mean.

Amanda:
That, I am :P