Im Getting Sick of This

He shrugged, leaning his head on the window beside him. He shuffled in his seat, suddenly aware of how blocked his nose was. Weird. He closed his eyes, listening to the car as it left the driveway. He was too uncomfortable to truly fall asleep, but if he was able to he would. The boy wished he was able to make coffee before he left, but that would’ve taken too much time. Time he didn’t quite have.The car ride was silent at first, say for Jonah’s random sniffling. His eyes fluttered open, giving a half-hearted stare at the window beside him. He paid no mind to his friends' worried glances, wiping his nose with his sleeve.Finally, Adam broke the silence. “The caller had some noises in their attic. They want us to check it out,” he reported.~When Jonah is woken up for a call, something feels… off. He simply shrugs it away, but as the stakes (and his fever) get higher, he learns to regrets that decision.